Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 425

In Rome, Italy.

Wilson and Ruby’s divorce case had been going on for many days. He had come to Italy for quite a number of days already and Serene had not contacted him at all during this time.

He opened his phone and wanted to call her. However, he realized he could not reach her. The woman had most probably blocked his phone number.

Feeling fidgety, Wilson leaned his back against the chair and pinched his brows. He logged into his WeChat account and searched for Serene’s name in the search engine. As he was about to send her a message, a notification popped up on his screen, telling him that she was no longer his friend...

He furrowed his brows deeper.

His face darkened and turned icy cold.

Wilson had lived for thirty-two years and had never felt this wronged before. He was never given such cold treatment either. At this moment, he felt terribly annoyed.

He made a call to the hospital in North City and asked how Serene was doing recently. However, the hospital informed him that Serene had resigned and gone back to her hometown.

Wilson did not have many mutual friends with Serene and Verian was considered one of them. For a split second, he did not know who else to call other than Verian. By beating around the bush, he wanted to ask her if she knew Serene’s whereabouts.

Serene and Verian were close and during this time, Serene would probably be in contact with her the most.

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At the Bayan Tree Hotel.

Heaton was coaxing Verian when her phone suddenly rang, ruining the lovey-dovey atmosphere.

“Don’t… Wait for a while… My phone’s ringing.”

“Don’t answer it.”

With his body pressing against hers, he continued kissing her lips. However, Verian turned her face to the side and said while gasping for air, “What if it’s something important? Let me answer the call.”

Verian pecked his lips gently to show her good will toward him. She then rolled over and grabbed her phone.

Lying on the bed, Heaton smacked his forehead with the back of his palm. There were not any positive emotions on the unsatisfied man’s face. He glanced at the phone screen and realized it was from Wilson.

He would remember this in his heart.

Verian was curious too. “The call’s from Dr. Jarret. Did he call the wrong person?”

In her subconscious mind, she figured that Wilson was trying to find Heaton. However, he had accidentally called her instead.

Heaton huffed coldly in disdain. “He better have something important to tell us.”

Verian quirked her lips, feeling helpless as she answered the call right away.

“Hello, Dr. Jarret?”