Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 78

What was there to not know about reading a child's tale?

Does he not even know how to even read according to the story?

Verian Mont hastily drove that Audi which was worth eight hundred thousand bucks back to the Fudd family home. The instant she entered the child’s room upstairs, all she could see was a child and an adult in the same room. The child was lying in bed with a tablet, watching cartoons while the adult on the other hand… was scrolling through his phone by the bedside. It was uncertain if he was watching the stock market news.

“You’re not asleep yet, Little Jelly Bean?”

Verian Mont squinted her eyes as she looked at the time on her watch. It was 8:50 p.m.

The instant that little rascal heard her voice, she immediately looked up from her cartoon with her tiny face. “Monty!”

Heaton Fudd calmly said, “You’re back.”

Verian Mont nodded. “Yeah, I… I rushed back to read a bedtime story to Little Jelly Bean. I’m… still in time to make it, right?”

Little Jelly Bean seemed to be full of energy as she stood up with her short tiny body from the bed and hugged Verian Mont’s neck. “Monty, daddy and I have been waiting for you for so long. Even my eyes were tired from watching so many cartoons.”

Verian Mont hugged the little rascal as a shred of curiosity flashed across her heart She shifted her gaze toward Heaton Fudd.

He… was also waiting for her?

That man got up as his emotions seemed a little cold. “Go on and tell Little Jelly Bean a bedtime story. I still have some work to do.”

As Heaton Fudd approached the door, Little Jelly Bean boldly said, “Daddy, you’ve waited for Monty for the entire night now. Why must you leave the moment Monty returns? Can you tell a story together?”

“...”

A warm flush washed over Verian’s face and it appeared that he actually was waiting for her.

That man had a slightly reluctant expression. He raised his balled fist to his mouth and let out a couple of awkward coughs. “I don’t like listening to stories.”

The instant he was done speaking, he left the child’s room with his long legs.

Little Jelly Bean was playfully toying with Verian Mont’s long hair. She spoke in a soft, coquettish tone. “Monty, is daddy embarrassed?”

“Hmm… he might actually not enjoy listening to stories.”

How could Heaton Fudd possibly be embarrassed? If he truly was embarrassed, he would have never done those indescribable things to her, right?

As those horrid scenes flooded her mind, it made her blush and her heart beat faster. To distract herself, she immediately carried Little Jelly Bean onto the bed and began reading her the bedtime story.

…

Heaton Fudd could see the white Audi by the window in his study.

His eyebrows twitched.

Heaton Fudd then made a phone call.

That phone call took a really long time before it was connected and the receiving end sounded really noisy.

“Hello, uncle? Why are you so free to call me today?”

Heaton Fudd asked while pouting his lips, “Who did you have dinner with tonight?”

“My best friend and my boyfriend.”

It meant that the dinner Verian Mont had tonight was not only with Guin Yellen and was in fact with a couple.

Guin Yellen felt weird. “That’s odd, uncle. How’d you know I was eating out with someone tonight.”

Heaton Fudd scoffed, “There are three hundred and sixty five days in a year and which day would you not be eating out?”

Guin Yellen let out an awkward laugh since that was a fair point. “But, uncle… about me having a boyfriend, could you not tell my mother for now? If my mother knew about it, she would start asking me about it. My relationship isn’t stable yet and my mother might scare my boyfriend away!”