Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 517

"I'll get Kush to drop by the wedding gown haute couture shop tomorrow."

Verian nodded her agreement. Even though they had decided on her wedding gown, Verian still looked a little gloomy.

"Is there anything else? Aren't you happy that we're having our wedding next week?"

"It's nothing. When I delivered the wedding invitation card to Sister-in-law today, she still seemed to have feelings for you. I'm afraid that she might take it too hard and continue to daydream about being with you."

"Aren't you on bad terms with her? Why would you worry about her now?"

Verian rolled her eyes at him. "She is Zaynie's mother, your sister-in-law, after all. We can never break our connection to her, and besides, Dad still has hope for Sister-in-law. I do want to get along with her."

Heaton smiled and pulled her into his embrace. Then he lowered his head and kissed on her forehead. He continued to pamper her. "Since when has our Riana become so kind and thoughtful of others?"

Verian lifted her gaze and looked at his gorgeous complexion. She was tempted to do something, and so she started to unbutton his clothes. "I'm not good at being thoughtful; I'm good at taking off clothes... Do you want to try?"

Heaton was speechless at her playful behavior.

"Mrs. Fudd, don't you feel shy about flirting with me, huh?"

Verian covered his lips with her hand. However, the man pulled her hand away, and with both his hands cupping her cheeks, he started to kiss her…

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The night before their wedding ceremony, Old Master Fudd and Madam Gaunt told Heaton and Verian to sleep in different bedrooms.

Yandel bought a luxurious condominium unit in North City so that Verian could be married off to Heaton from her 'home.'

Serene and Xylean were Verian's bridesmaid, and the night before the wedding, they had a sleepover in the condominium.

Verian was the center of attention. All her loved ones were there, including Madam Gaunt, Yandel, Xylean, Serene, and Helen.

At that moment, Verian received a call from Heaton. She glanced at the people in the house. They would eventually find out that Heaton had called her if she intended to hide the truth from them. She explained, "Little Pickle must be crying and causing a ruckus at home."

Xylean put her arm around Verian. "Come on, Heaton must be missing you so much that he can't fall asleep, and so he's calling you at such a late hour.

Verian blushed. "I'm telling the truth. Little Jelly Bean and Little Pickle like to cling to me. They will definitely cry when I'm not there."

Helen chuckled and exposed her lies. "I don't know if Little Pickle would cry in search of his mom. Anyway, Tyler was playing with Little Jelly Bean tonight, and he just sent me a video. Little Jelly Bean looks happy, and she doesn't seem to be looking for her mom."

Verian pouted. "You guys said that Heaton and I couldn't be allowed to sleep together on the day before the wedding. I'm staying at a place far away from the Fudd Family mansion now. Am I not allowed to answer his phone call too?"

Serene burst into laughter. "Verian, I didn't know you're this clingy to President Fudd."

Madam Gaunt showed an amiable smile on her face. "All right, all right. Answer his call then. If you don't, I'm certain you will secretly call Heaton before you sleep."

The phone rang for quite a while before she excused herself from the group and went to the balcony to answer the call.

The moment the call got through, Verian started to complain without giving Heaton a chance to utter a word. "They surrounded me and watched over me as if I'm a thief. That's why it took me so long to answer your call. Why are there so many wedding customs? Let's not hold any wedding anymore in the future."

Verian blurted the thoughts in her mind, and Heaton found it hilarious. "Mrs. Fudd, how many weddings do you want to hold anyway?"

Verian thought about what she had said before she realized that she had made a blunder. "No! It is just a slip of the tongue. "

Meanwhile, Heaton's car was right in front of the condominium. The man leaned his back against his car, and as he talked to Verian on the phone, he lifted his head and stared at the balcony on the fifth floor.

"Look down from your balcony."