Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 1163

Yanny endured the pain in her abdomen. Just as she arrived by the elevator doors, she was swept up by Shayne into his arm.

She was very light.

Along with her height, it made her skinny as well.

However, at that moment, she was even lighter than before, so light that it made him feel sorry for her.

It was all because of him. He knew that much.

Yanny frowned, glaring at him. “Put me down.”

“A bleeding person still has that much strength to shout around?”

“Not just that, I even have the strength to slap you. Put me down.”

“No.” Shayne remained stubborn.

Unsure if it was from the hatred she had suppressed for such a long time or just that impulsive moment, Yanny gave him a slap across the face.

Smack.

A clear, resounding sound of a slap was heard.

Shayne did not make any annoyed reactions. His indifference felt as though that slap did not touch him at all, entering the elevator with her still in his arms.

Kiki, who was trying to catch up to them to deliver something, witnessed the scene and stared mouth agape in shock.

‘Boss and Director Jinn… What’s going on between them?’

The boss was just too brave, slapping Director Jinn publicly across the face. However, Director Jinn did not even frown in the slightest.

That was mind-blowing news!

Henry walked over. He stared at the closing elevator doors and told Kiki, “You’re shocked by this? Would you believe me if I said that even if your boss pushed a knife into Master Shayne’s heart, he wouldn’t even make a reaction? Yet, you’re already shocked by this?”

Kiki was at a loss for words.

She shut her mouth back together. What a shock. She just watched a drama unfold at her boss’s expense. It felt exhilarating.

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Shayne stuffed Yanny into the car.

Yanny worked herself tirelessly to the bone for a long time. Her body had long been in bad shape. For the past two years, her physical condition had only been passable, much worse than before.

She held onto her stomach and coiled herself up in the co-drivers seat. She was in too much pain to say anything and did not wish to entertain Shayne in any way.

Shayne glanced at her and subconsciously tried to touch her. However, he seemed to have noticed something and retracted his hand midway.

Yanny had her back toward him as she curled up in the seat, looking haggard.

Shayne started the car and drove past a pharmacy.

Seeing that she was in great pain, he pulled over and said softly, “Wait here for a bit.”

He then got out of the car and strode toward the pharmacy.

He got her a bottle of water and painkillers.

Back in the car, Shayne followed the instructions on the packaging and dug one pill out from its foil package, then opened the bottle of water before passing them to her. “Take this. You’ll feel a bit better.”

Yanny did not move. She blinked and said, “There’s no need.”

He never once imagined that he would reach such a state with Yanny… It was no longer possible for them to be together. He was given the death sentence.

“Why did you have to punish me that way? I can endure being locked up in a building or being ignored by you. I thought that one day, your anger would wane. However, why does it have to be like this?

“If not for you forcing me to donate blood to Cara, I think I might even be willing to stay by your side even if I had to be torn to shreds. Yet, you pushed me aside just like that. Shayne, why don’t you teach me how to not hate you after you’ve murdered me?”

Shayne turned stiffly to look at her. Yanny was smiling faintly with tears streaking down her face.

Shayne did not even dare to continue looking into her eyes. He could only say dryly, “If hating me can make you feel better, so be it.”

She was filled with scars, physically, and mentally. It was all because of him.

However, Yanny would always have a shred of kindness saved for him.

She never told him that since the day of her miscarriage, she had lost the ability to be a mother.

That was also because of him.

Yanny blinked, then thought hopelessly to herself. ‘He will never know about this secret because he doesn’t need to know.’

The pain was enough.

Her life was already a mess. She could not afford to love anyone else.

All she wanted was to have everything come to an end sooner.