Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 142

“Heaton Fudd, since you like Sunny Shea so much, rushing off hastily to have sex with her, why don’t you just marry her?”

Verian Mont angered Heaton Fudd completely at that point. Blue veins were visible on his forehead. He called out her name syllable by syllable, “VE-RIAN MONT! DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT YOU’RE SAYING?!”

Contrary to his extreme fury, Verian smiled lightly, “Of course, I do.” She definitely knew what she was saying.

However, her smile faded and her little face turned cold. “I need to work. I gotta go.”

Just as she was getting up to leave, the man on the bed pulled her back once again. Heaton Fudd did not plan to let her go altogether!

Letting her work in Yash? Letting her get amorous with Yanni Quain during the working hours? Forget it!

“Heaton Fudd, what are you trying to do?!”

His left arm grabbed her little body once again as he flipped her over to the bed and straddled her with his body.

Verian’s face turned red with anger as she struggled really hard. “Heaton Fudd! Let me go! Let me go!”

“If you move again, my right arm will really become wasted for the rest of my life!”

Verian became afraid and stopped struggling. Heaton looked at her in her most “obedient” form. “Scared now?”

Verian frowned. “I merely don’t want to take responsibility for your disability!”

Heaton’s luminous eyes stared at the little woman below him and his cold face softened. “If that really happens, you’ll have to stay by my side and take care of me.”

Fat chance!

“You want someone to take care of you? Go get Sunny Shea!”

Heaton smelled sour grapes. He suddenly called out to her, “Riana.”

Seeing that she did not respond, he asked, “Are you jealous?” Even though it was a rhetorical question, his tone was very steady.

“I’m not!”

Heaton looked at her playfully, like he was saying, ‘Go ahead, keep quibbling.’

She looked up and saw, through the opening of his hospital gown, an eyesore of a hickey.

Verian felt sudden sadness. Since he was already that intimate with Sunny Shea, then was their own relationship just a flirt?

The tears that she was holding back suddenly fell from the corner of her eyes.

The man stared at her coldly.

“How long are you gonna throw your temper tantrum still?”

Throwing a tantrum?

Verian stared at him with teary eyes, smiling slightly. “Heaton Fudd, I’m not throwing a tantrum at you. You slept with Sunny Shea and that is a fact. I am unable to accept that.”

Verian pushed him away and got off the bed. Heaton did not stop her this time.

She turned her back at him, wiped away her tears, and took a deep breath. “I’m leaving, Heaton Fudd. In the future, I hope we have nothing to do with each other, other than Little Jelly Bean.”

Did she mean that other than matters concerning Little Jelly Bean, he should not stay in touch with her?

Heaton lifted his hand and held her wrist. With a frown and a low voice, he said, “Riana, it was a trap set by Yanni Quain and Sunny Shea.”

Verian’s lips curved upwards slightly. “But then, why did you leave me alone to look for her?” Who could make you do that?

Heaton frowned a little, not saying a word.

To him, Sam Joyce was an open wound in his heart. He could not reveal that scar to Verian Mont. He really could not.

It was the pride of being a man. It was Heaton Fudd’s secret that could not be revealed.

However, when Verian passed by her, she deliberately paid no attention to her and walked toward the mansion by herself.

Sunny called out, “Verian Mont, are you blind? Didn’t you see me waiting for you here?”

“It has been awhile since I had anything to do with Heaton Fudd. If you’re here to warn me, it’s truly unnecessary!”

Sunny smiled with pride. “I’m not here to warn you, I’m just here to share great news with you!”

Verian had no interest at all. “I’m busy.”

Seeing that she was entering the mansion, Sunny quickly took out a report from her car and passed it to her, happily saying, “I’m pregnant with Heaton Fudd’s child!”

It was like a bomb that suddenly exploded in Verian Mont’s mind.

As expected, Verian’s eyes trembled.

Sunny was pleased with her reaction, smiled and said, “It happened that day at the hotel when Heaton begged me to have his kid. Oh, I’m feeling so shy now.”

Verian held back her disgust as shivers ran down her body.

“Are you done?”

Sunny was not angry hearing her cold words at all. Her flaming red lips curved upwards and whispered into Verian’s ear, “If you’re interested, I can tell you even more private secrets about Heaton. To conquer a man like him, Verian Mont, you’re still green!”

Verian sneered and countered, “You’re nothing but one of the many lovers Heaton Fudd has. Who do you think you are? He’s merely treating you as a baby maker and a BED WARMER! What are you so proud of?”

Sunny winked at her, looking all harmless, but the words from her mouth were sharp as knives, “Still, I’m better off than you! Heaton wanted me to have his child. Have you ever given birth to his kid? I bet Heaton never said something as sweet as that to you?”

Verian clenched her fists tightly.

Yes, not only Heaton did not allow her to have his child but he always made sure he wore protection!

Last time on Regent Island, she asked him if he did not wish for her to bear his child and it appeared that her guess was right!