Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 79

Heaton Fudd’s handsome face was bitter as Verian Mont mumbled, “I’m not even your actual wife. Little Jelly Bean was an accident but what do you plan on doing if there’s another little rascal?”

She now knew that Little Jelly Bean was the surrogate child she gave birth to three years ago and was unable to decide on what she would do next. She originally had a simple deal with Heaton Fudd but now, not only did she lose her value but even her heart was soon to be wrecked.

“Just give birth to it if you’re pregnant. It’s not like you haven’t given me a child before.”

The tone of that man’s voice sounded so casual and cold. This made Verian Mont frown.

It was simple for him to say. However, who will have parental right for the children till then? Which party would gain a child?

“I’m not a breeding machine.”

What right did he have to expect her to give him a child unconditionally? Not to mention, last night’s ‘intimate battle’ was forced onto her in which she was unwilling to do so in the first place.

Both of Heaton Fudd’s captivating eyes stared intently at her. His brows were constricted and a hidden rage was boiling behind those eyes.

Was she unwilling to give birth to a child or was she unwilling to give him a child?

It was uncertain which heartstring she had pulled with her unwilling expression on her face but an insatiable flaming rage was building up in his heart. Hence, even his statements became ruthless. “Weren’t you already my breeding machine three years ago? So, are you afraid of doing it again?”

Verian Mont’s tiny face instantly turned pale. She clasped her hands and stood silently in her spot for a long while. After remaining silent for a good long while, she spoke in a cold tone, “Heaton Fudd, I know that you’re looking down on me but I was reluctant to ruin myself three years ago. You have no need to keep bringing that up time and time again to humiliate me.”

The moment she was done with that statement, she turned around and walked toward the door.

Heaton Fudd raised his hand and rubbed his brows together since his head was slightly hurting. He sat on the side of the bed and questioned in a deep tone, “Where are you going?”

She did not look back but merely said, “I will be sleeping with Little Jelly Bean tonight. You should rest early.”

Verian Mont held back the heartache in her heart as she hastily left the bedroom. The moment she stepped out, the bitter emotions that she held back in her throat instantly came out all at once as the corner of her eyes grew slightly red.

What right did Heaton Fudd have to say such a thing to her?

…

The entire mansion calmed down only when it was 11:30 p.m. Heaton Fudd had a difficult time falling asleep after tossing and turning in bed for a long time.

He knew what he said earlier had overstepped some boundaries.

It was uncertain if it was due to her accepting that car from Yanni Quain or her secretly taking contraceptive pills which caused him to explode.

He was usually an ill-tempered person and his temperament was known to be poor.

Little Jelly Bean’s temperament was usually quite gentle. However, it seemed like she inherited a fraction of his, especially when she had just woken up. The little rascal would not stop crying and wailing and would spend half a day pouting and ignoring people. Sometimes when she was agitated upon waking up, she might spend the rest of the morning ignoring people. That trait alone was inherited from him.

Upon thinking about Little Jelly Bean, that woman’s wronged expression on her tiny face manifested in his mind.

He pulled his blankets aside and sat up by his bedside. All of a sudden, Verian Mont’s cell phone that was on the bedside table started to ring.

The display flashed and showed Yanni Quain’s name.

Heaton Fudd’s dark pearly eyes deepened as he remained silent for three whole seconds before hanging up the call then deleting the call log.

…

When Heaton Fudd entered the child’s room, all he could see was Verian Mont cuddling up against Little Jelly Bean’s tiny body. They were sleeping soundly together.

He softened his footsteps and separated Little Jelly Bean from Verian Mont’s arm then carried her in his arms.

Verian Mont was deep asleep when she somewhat felt her body being lifted up by a pair of strong arms. Although there were some movements, she felt safe and unknowingly nuzzled her face up against his warmth.

…

The next morning, Verian Mont instinctively reached out to cuddle Little Jelly Bean but there was no one beside her. When she opened her eyes, she realized she was sleeping in Heaton Fudd’s room.

That man carried her over in her sleep?

Verian Mont scratched her head as she had no recollection of the events.

After freshening up anf going downstairs, she saw Heaton Fudd leading Little Jelly Bean out of the door. Little Jelly Bean complained as she pouted her lips, “Why do you always make me eat my breakfast in the car? I want to eat with Monty!”