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Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 523

Upon arriving at the resting room, Heaton gently placed Verian in an upright position at the bedside. He then knelt on one knee and lifted her leg, putting it on his lap before taking off her high heels.

As he was taking off her heels, the leather heels rubbed against her skin and she groaned in pain.

Heaton frowned slightly and said, “If I knew you would get hurt from the high heels, I would’ve asked you to wear flats instead. After all, no one can see your shoes when you put on your floor-length wedding gown.”

Verian sulked and muttered, “How can I do that? I’ll look short beside you if I don’t wear high heels. Besides, other people would then think we’re unsuitable for each other.”

Heaton stood up to take the first-aid kit. “As long as I feel that we’re a perfect match, I don’t care what others think.”

Verian stretched her arms, pressing them against the bed while looking at him. She then asked, “Oh, by the way, are we going back home or gonna be staying at the hotel after the wedding banquet?”

“The guests and us will be staying at the hotel. Xylean and Serene will accompany you to the presidential suite later in the afternoon as there will be guests visiting you, asking you for wedding candies. However, you don’t have to worry about this as Xylean, Serene, and Helen will be there handling this for you.”

“How about you?”

Heaton held her fair-skinned foot in his hand while dressing her wound. “I’ll entertain the guests. If there’s free time in the afternoon, I’ll go up and find you.”

“There’re so many guests I don’t know. I don’t even know how to address some of them. Will everything be fine?”

“It’s alright. You can just smile and nod at them. The bride has the right to not say a word to the guests, after all.”

Heaton lifted his gaze and beamed a sly smile at her.

Verian chuckled. “If the guests were to ask me something, do I have to pretend to be mute then?”

At this moment, Verian’s stomach growled and she quickly hugged her stomach in embarrassment.

Heaton creased his brows in worry. “Why didn’t you eat anything?”

“How can I eat? Not only am I hungry, but also I’m thirsty. Even so, I dare not eat nor drink water. I can’t go to the washroom with this wedding gown.”

“You haven't eaten or drunk anything since morning?”

“I had half a sandwich this morning and haven’t had anything since.”

Upon hearing what Verian said, Heaton took out his phone and called Kush right away. “Get a portion of food and tea to be served to the resting room on the first floor.”

Verian loved eating pastries and desserts so Heaton emphasized, “Get some pastries over here too.”

After hanging up, Heaton looked at her wound which was still oozing out blood and felt a little distressed. “After the wedding luncheon ends, you should change your shoes when you return to your room. When the guests ask you for wedding candies, you’ll be sitting on the bed with both legs fully covered by your wedding gown. No one will see your slippers underneath your gown.”

Verian found it funny as she tried to imagine the scenario. ‘A wedding gown worn with a pair of single-use slippers. What a peculiar style,’ Verian thought to herself.

When Kush sent the food over, Heaton had finished dressing Verian’s wound.

“Boss, madam, don’t hesitate to call me if you two need anything else.”

Heaton nodded. “You can leave now.”

“Okay.”

After Kush left the resting room, Verian lifted her legs up on the bed and crossed them, barefooted. Staring at the appetizing food in front of her, she started to salivate.

She was extremely hungry.

Verina ate a few pastries and felt content. She stopped eating when she did not feel as hungry anymore.

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