Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 1065

The hotel which the cast member stayed at in Oz City was a three-star hotel. The bathroom was not great and was not exactly clean. The room was pretty small too.

Shayne hated it.

Yanny was done showering and was wearing a comfortable silk-like short dress when coming out of the bathroom. Her long hair was still wet. A lemon-fresh body soap aroma came from her.

Shayne laid on the bed with his legs crossed. He glanced at her carelessly and said, “Black girl.”

Yanny’s mouth twitched. She was quite tanned indeed, but not to the point of being a black girl!

“Well, this black girl is still your girlfriend.”

Shayne smiled slightly. The sentence sounded good in his ears. He pushed himself up with one arm and sat up slightly. He pulled Yanny, who just finished bathing, into his arms. His chin was on Yanny’s shoulder. He turned to look at her, then stretched his arms out to pinch her face. “When you’re done shooting this film, I probably won’t be able to recognize my girlfriend anymore.”

Yanny’s mouth twitched. “Am I that dark?”

“It’s alright.”

Yanny was speechless.

Shayne was there that night so Yanny could not study her script. It was rare that she was free at night, so she took out her phone and looked at the Twitter comments.

She was recently extremely famous on Twitter. Her comments used to be only one to two hundred. Now it was close to 10,000. If she posted a selfie or promotional shots, the comments down below would be more than 50,000.

Shayne took the hairdryer over. Seeing her wet hair, he furrowed his brows. “What are you looking at? I’m here in person so why are you looking at your phone?”

He purposely blew her hair in all directions, making her hair a mess.

Yanny read the comments and laughed. “I was thinking that if one day I become fat and ugly, will they still like me?”

Shayne harrumphed and said, “Netizens have no principles. If you really become ugly, they’ll probably despise you instead.”

He was straight to the point.

Shayne had the power to constantly sober people up. It was like a bucket of cold water splashing over her fantasy.

Yanny threw her phone aside and hugged Shayne’s waist, stretching her arms out to touch his nose as she asked, “Master Shayne, did you always have a sharp tongue since young?”

Shayne raised his eyebrow, lowered his eyes, and looked at her, “Why? Do you want to get to know your boyfriend better?”

Yanny laid in his arms and closed her eyes. She said, “Hmm…I just want to know how you could retort to a person’s every single sentence until they’re speechless.”

“Do you want to learn?” Shayne pinched her waist.

“Teach me?”

Shayne pinned her on the bed. He stroked her hair with his large hands. He gazed at her deeply and said, “Well, I charge a fee.”

“You like black girls too?” Yanny tried to make him speechless.

Shayne raised his arm, took off his necktie, and threw it aside. A tall, thin body enveloped Yanny’s. “Well, black girls know how to move.”

Yanny was rendered speechless. She still lost after all.

…

Oz City was quiet at night. There were only the sounds of cricket on the summer night.

Yanny was exhausted. She slept soundly in Shayne’s arms.

Shayne did not feel tired. He hugged Yanny with one arm and picked his phone up with the other arm as he went through Yanny’s Twitter.

Being apart from Yanny for the past few months, Shayne has always paid attention to her Twitter.

Shayne scrolled through a selfie photo with about 60,000 comments below.

[I’m done for. This woman is here to take my soul away.]

[My first lady! I feel I’m not straight!]

[Ahhhh, Yanny is so sweet!]

[I unilaterally announced that I am married to Yanny baby! Any objections?]

[Such a face! Promise me! Don’t go for plastic surgery, please! I love you a million years, babe!]

..

The more Shayne combed through the comments below, the deeper he frowned.

Were all netizens nuts? How could they be so crazy over a woman they did not know?

Shayne’s face was tense. He felt as if his belongings were being coveted by others and there were thousands of them. The feeling was not great.

Shayne looked at the comment that said they were married to Yanny. He used a fake account ‘abcdefg222’ and could not help but reply below the comment.

[She does not wish to marry you.]

Yanny baby? These people simply call anyone a baby as long as they are good-looking!

Shayne wanted to hide his girlfriend away.

He subconsciously stretched his arm and covered Yanny’s face with the blanket.

Yanny felt a little suffocated in her sleep and peeked her head out of the blanket.

Shayne continued commenting below.

[What is there to see? She’s just ordinary. All female stars look the same.]

The people on the film set were stunned. They did not expect that such a young girl like Yanny to have a boyfriend.

Yanny pursed her lips and said, “Larry, I’m sorry. I’ll go try to settle in my character.”

Larry admired Yanny quite a bit so he did not say anything else. “Go, and be quick. I won’t shoot your scenes today. Come, let’s do the other scenes!”

Larry swept a glance at Nathan. He frowned even more. “Nathan, what happened to your face? Did you get into a fight?”

Nathan touched his face and was furious once again. Yanny’s boyfriend was vicious yesterday. He knew that Nathan was an actor and needed to be on the camera, but he still threw his punches in his face.

No one hit another person in the face. It was humiliating for him.

Larry got angry, “I can’t shoot you both. What’s going on! So we don’t need to work today? Is that it? Should I just give you two a holiday?”

Yanny was at a corner. She looked at Nathan’s embarrassed face and could not help but laugh.

Shayne did not hold back punching someone.

Yanny took the script and settled in. Soon, a crew member took Yanny’s phone over and said, “Yanny, your boyfriend keeps calling you. He’s called a few times, I’m afraid it might be some emergency so I came straight to you.”

In Yanny’s phone, Shayne’s caller ID was Boyfriend. This was not set by Yanny. Shayne took her phone and changed his name.

Simple yet effective, changing his name to Boyfriend.

Yanny accepted her phone and said, “Okay, thank you.”

Yanny returned Shayne’s call. “What happened? Why did you call me so many times? I’m still shooting.”

On the other end of the call, Shayne said in a cold, dead voice. “Where’s my underwear? Where did you put it?”

Shayne wanted to head out but could not find his underwear.

“Oh, I helped you wash it yesterday. It should be hanging in the toilet. I dried it with the hairdryer but I’m not sure if it’s completely dry. Go have a look yourself.”

Shayne took his handphone and walked into the toilet.

Yanny asked, “Did you find it?”

Shayne harrumphed, “Yes. I’m hanging up.”

Yanny reminded him, “If later you don’t have any other important matters, don’t call me. The entire crew and cast knows my boyfriend was here last night.”

Shayne said curtly, “I still can’t be seen together with you?”

This was the first time he had to be so suppressed and aggrieved. It was killing him to be in a relationship.

Previously, every woman he had been with could not wait to be seen together with him.