Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 1118

Yanny was driving. It was a cold night in North City and the strobing lights flashed through her windows and into her eyes.

She floored the gas pedal while the windows were lowered, allowing the bone-chilling winter breeze to permeate deep into Yanny’s neck before she could actually feel something.

He waited so agonizingly for two years.

Yanny admitted that she was unworthy of him.

She recalled when she eloped with Samuel back when she was sixteen. No matter what happened, she would still love Samuel. It did not matter if she was touched during that moment or was just naive when she hit puberty since Samuel had an important part in her heart.

After that, however, Samuel left to further his studies in the United Kingdom without saying a word. Yanny resented him back then. She assumed that the love and affection she felt in her heart was only enough for her to wait for him for a month.

Samuel did not return after a month and Yanny decided to give up on him completely.

That was because she knew full well how long and how depressing the whole ordeal was when she had to wait for a person indefinitely. Hence, Yanny decided to choose to save herself.

However, a single month was enough for Yanny to get a taste of what despair felt like.

What about Shayne then?

He waited aimlessly for two whole years and she wondered how exactly had he managed to survive the last two years.

He had comforted himself in his journal and given himself hope. However, he started to feel disappointed again as his disappointment once again sparked embers of hope only to be extinguished once more. It was despair.

After feeling despair, he started feeling obsessive again. His obsession was nothing more than a facade to mask his disappointment because it would be okay for him to continue giving her another chance.

After being disappointed so many times over, Shayne still remained and never left.

How could Yanny be unmoved by this?

The cold wind had dried the tears off Yanny's face and it stung her so much that her skin felt like it was about to be ripped open.

After returning to her mansion at the Blue Water Residential Area, she caught a flu and minor fever due to being exposed to the cold wind. Because of that, she slept through the night in her daze.

She was plagued by nightmares that night.

Shayne told her in the nightmare that he would not be waiting for her anymore.

Shayne was already married in her dream but she was not the bride.

Yanny cried for a really long time in her dream and when she woke up, her entire face was wet.

She took a deep breath and covered her face as she sat at the front of the bed. She spent a really long time trying to calm herself down.

Her head felt dizzy.

Yanny took two flu pills after that.

She called Shayne and asked in a hoarse voice, "Where are you, Shayne? I… Can I meet you now?"

After remaining silent for a brief moment, he spoke in a soft and deep voice, "I'm at the River Street Condominium."

'River Street Condominium?'

That was the apartment he gave her when Yanny first met him. Yanny had also stayed there for about two years.

There were plenty of traces of their life in the River Street Condominium.

Yanny remembered back when she was still living in the condominium. There was a time where she had to act as a body double in the freezer. It was the first time she had a high fever. It was Shayne who had brought her to the hospital and took care of her the entire night.

It felt like nothing much back then but when she recalled it at that moment, perhaps it was during then that Shayne started to develop feelings for her. It was she herself that constantly kept everyone that cared about her at a distance like a hedgehog.

She was such a slow fool.

It was all her fault. She should have noticed it long before then.

Since Yanny was a public figure, it did not take long for her to catch the attention of passersby from her exchange with the cops.

By the time Shayne rushed over, he slipped through the crowd and approached Yanny before furiously scolding her with a bitter look.

"Are you out of your mind? How dare you drive after taking flu medicine. You did this quite frequently in Los Angeles, didn't you? Yanny, aren't you the most rational person there is? Where has your rational mind gone? Is it thrilling for you to drive under the influence of flu medication? Don't you want your life anymore?"

Shayne was yelling relentlessly at her as he disciplined her with a flustered look. He had even forgotten about the people around them.

Due to Yanny's flu medication, her mind was slow and dazed. In addition to her roller coaster of emotions, she could barely say a word while Shayne yelled at her. Because of that, she could only stare at him with a blank look.

Her throat was dry as she gulped before forcing out a sentence in a hoarse voice, "I only wanted to...see you sooner."

It was only then that Shayne snapped out of his trance as a relentless flicker of flashes came from people constantly taking pictures of them.

Shayne immediately hugged Yanny into his arms before burying her face into his chest as he yelled at the people around them, "Stop it! Are you guys done!"

After Shayne paid the fines, the cops towed Yanny's car away temporarily.

Shayne dragged Yanny immediately into his car.

Shayne did not send her home and drove toward the hospital.

While Yanny sat on the front passenger’s seat, she spoke in a hoarse voice, "I'm fine. It's only the flu and I've taken the medicine for it already."

Shayne ignored her with an extremely bitter look as he drove toward the hospital.

As Yanny stared at the side of his face, she asked, "Can we talk?"

"Talk about what?" His voice still sounded extremely cold and it was hard to tell how he felt.

"We'll talk about everything between us. If you're willing to listen, I want to tell you how I feel deep down in my heart."