Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 482

Helen cried for a long time. When she became tired of it, she lay on the sofa and fell asleep with a blanket over her. Her phone beside her vibrated for a long time, but she did not want to pick it up at all.

It was just Carter Gale—that big liar!

Knock, knock!

Outside the door, someone knocked violently.

However, there was still no movement coming from inside.

Carter woke up the neighbors as he stood outside and continued knocking on the door.

An auntie from the opposite house opened her door and cursed at him, still sleepy and absentminded. "What's going on? Can you let us sleep soundly in the middle of the night?!"

"I'm sorry, my wife’s asleep. If I don't knock louder, she won’t be able to hear."

"You young people must have quarreled. You were driven out by your wife, am I right? I heard your wife crying and howling at home during the day!"

Carter was silent.

After the auntie left, Carter knocked several more times.

Damn! Not only was she not opening the door, but she also was not answering her phone!

Did she fall asleep? Was she so deep in slumber?

Carter realized that knocking the door would not work. He turned around and hurried downstairs.

...

Half an hour later, Carter bought a set of 'thief' equipment.

A rope was hooked onto the air-conditioning condenser stand on the sixth floor. Fortunately, he often did rock-climbing so his body coordination was pretty good. Climbing such a height was not difficult for him.

After Carter climbed all the way to the sixth floor, he found that the windows were unlocked. As this was an old-fashioned residential building with poor security measures, not all the windows were anti-theft.

Carter easily opened the window and climbed in...

The little woman sleeping on the sofa slept so soundly and did not hear anything.

Carter felt like scolding her. He was not at home. How dare she sleep without locking the windows?

What if a thief climbed in through them?

Carter walked over. When she had just woken up, she was startled and yelled, slapping him with her hands!

"Ah!!! Help! Thief!"

In the darkness, Carter was unprepared and was pressed onto the sofa by Helen!

Carter hurriedly held her moving arms and shouted deeply, "Look clearly! Who am I?"

"..."

Helen finally opened her sleepy eyes and took a closer look...

C-Carter?!

"You... How did you get in?!"

Pursing his thin lips, Carter stared at her shocked little face and said, "You didn't answer the phone and wouldn't open the door when I knocked. How else could I get in?"

Helen's heart trembled and her eyes widened. She looked at the half-open window...

"D-Did you come in through the window? Carter, are you crazy?! This is the sixth floor! Not the second floor! What if you fell?!"

Seeing her being anxious because she cared for him, Carter's tense handsome face finally smiled. "Were you worried about me?"

"..."

When Helen thought of his crimes, she immediately pushed him away. "Wh-Who’s worried about you? I haven't made you pay for your wrongdoings!"

How could Carter give her a chance to leave? He pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly. "It's okay to make me pay, but we’re not getting a divorce."

"..."

Helen's face became flushed. Luckily, the lights were not on so he could not see her.

"Let me go! It’s so uncomfortable! Carter..."

Carter kissed her lips and slowly trailed up her face. When his lips reached her forehead, it felt warm.

The man furrowed his eyebrows as his big hand touched the area. "Why is your head so hot?"

Helen did not feel it. "I-I don't think so."