Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 16

Early the next morning, Verian saw the familiar black Maybach pulling up at the front door of the kindergarten when she arrived.

The sturdy man leaned against the car as if he was waiting for someone.

"Mr. Fudd?"

Heaton squinted his black eyes and looked over at her beautiful face. Then, his thin lips opened slightly. "Ms. Mont, get in the car. We have to talk."

Talk?

Verian felt uncomfortable as she got into the car. Heaton looked calm as usual, and he threw a written agreement in front of her. His voice was monotonous. "Have a look. If there's no problem, sign it."

Verian was dazed. Her eyes fell onto the agreement in front of her. Rather than claiming that as an agreement, it would be better to call it an indenture to sell herself.

However, the conditions were extremely tempting: Monty Family Mansion would not be demolished, and it would be put under her name.

After reading that particular line, Verian picked up the black pen and signed it without thinking.

Heaton raised his eyebrows. This woman really did not have any precautions. She just signed it after a simple glance.

She was not afraid that he might sell her off?

"From today onward, you're my nominal wife and the mother of Little Jelly Bean. However, this will be kept a secret from the outside world."

What he meant was that they not only faked the marriage but also kept it as a secret from the outside world.

"Also, I hope you can take a good look at the content of the agreement. I don’t want you to violate it."

Verian nodded. "Mr. Fudd, rest assured. I'll read this agreement conscientiously."

Heaton slightly frowned and said softly, "From now on, you should address me differently."

She initially did not understand. "Huh?"

"Call me Heaton."

Verian's liquidy eyes met with the man's overly focused burning eyes, and her ears turned red.

She bit her lower lip. "... Heaton?"

The man answered, "Hm."

Was he sure she should call him like that? They seemed unfamiliar with each other.

Heaton took a glance at her and explained, "In order to prevent others from being suspicious, I hope you can conceal our fake marriage from everyone, including Little Jelly Bean."

"Alright, Mr. F... Heaton."

She bit her tongue and frowned. She was not used to addressing him like that in such a short time.

"Tonight, I'll pick you up for dinner at the Fudd's."

Verian was shocked. She had to meet his parents tonight?

"... Isn't that too fast? I’m not ready yet..."

Heaton glanced at her sharply. "When you're finally ready, the Mont Family Mansion would have been demolished."

“...”

Verian's mouth twitched. This man was really materialistic. When discussing a deal, he was so unreasonable!

"If you've no other questions, you can get out of the car."

"... Alright!"

Verian opened the car door and got out of the car with the agreement. Immediately, the man started the car and drove off.

This man... He really was...

Forget it! He sent the Mont Family Mansion to her as a gift. She should not haggle over it with him.

Verian entered the kindergarten and turned the pages of the agreement. There were many regulations, giving her a headache.

First party: Heaton Fudd.

Second party: Verian Mont.

[The second party shall not interfere in the private life of the first party. The second party must move into the first party’s designated residence within three days. The second party will obey all instructions and arrangements from the first party…]

Little Jelly Bean exclaimed happily, "Monty, Daddy said you'll come home to have dinner with us tonight. Is that true?"

Verian lightly pinched the little munchkin's soft face. "It's true."

When they got in the car, Heaton glanced at the woman on the back seat from the rearview mirror, and he frowned a little.

The Maybach stopped in front of a custom-fitted clothing shop.

As they entered the store, Heaton looked around and chose a dress with his wise judgment. "This. Take it down to let her try."

The shop assistant smiled respectfully and politely. "Sure, Mr. Fudd. Mr. Fudd has good judgment. This is our store's latest arrival."

Verian took the dress and went into the fitting room. The man and the kid — Heaton and Little Jelly Bean sat on the sofa and waited for her for quite a long time. The man dropped the financial magazine he was reading, got up, and walked toward the fitting room. He knocked on the door using his slender curved finger.

Verian's embarrassed voice came from the fitting room. "Um... I cannot fasten the zipper behind me."

She thought that it was the female shop assistant, so she turned around and opened the door of the fitting room. She did not expect a tall and sturdy male figure to arrogantly break into the narrow fitting room.

The man moved his hand behind his back to shut the door. Impatiently, he frowned and ordered her. "Turn around."

Biting her lips, she blushed and turned around.

Heaton's black eyes sank, then he raised his hand to hold the zipper and fastened it smoothly.

Verian's cheeks burned. In her heart, she silently despised herself. What was she being shy for? It was just an act of fastening the zipper!

However, her heartbeat accelerated, contrary to her will.

When they came out of the fitting room, Little Jelly Bean bounced over. "Wow! Monty, you're so beautiful! You're a perfect match with my dad!"

Her cheeks flushed even redder, and Little Jelly Bean frowned worriedly. "Monty, why is your face so red?"

"I-I'm a little hot."

"Let's go."

Heaton held Little Jelly Bean's hand and walked ahead, as he curled his thin lips.