Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 196

After Heaton casually used a towel to dry his wet, short black hair, he straightened his body and inched closer to her, using his huge hands to gently hug her back. He said, “Dry your hair first before going to bed or you’ll be prone to getting a headache.”

Verian bit her lips in agony. “I don’t feel so good…”

Heaton frowned. Although he was first puzzled, he soon understood the whole situation. His long arms pulled her body into him as he spoke in a soft tone, “I know, just hang in there. After the first three months, our child will be stable…”

Heaton was silenced.

Before he could finish, Verian covered his thin lips with her tiny hands while feeling annoyed, her blushing tiny face seemed to be blushing even heavier.

Verian immediately pushed him away to keep a ‘safe’ distance from him.

“I’m sleeping now.”

Verian turned over and pulled the covers over herself, facing her back toward him.

Heaton pulled her to him and said, “Come closer, the bed’s not big enough.”

“I won’t touch you.”

The truth was that the bed was not actually big enough for them. Since Verian was worried that Heaton might have an uncomfortable sleep, she obediently buried herself into him. “Will this be uncomfortable for you? Why don’t you return and sleep in your hotel, alright?”

She was very worried about sleeping on his arm for a full night since she was concerned about triggering his old injuries from the accident.

Heaton rested his chin on top of her head, closed his eyes, and spoke in an exhausted voice, “It’s really late now, let’s sleep.”

Ever since Verian had left North City, on top of working like a mad man during the day in the recent half month, he had never had a good night’s sleep. He could not sleep at night so the truth was, his body was already extremely exhausted. At this moment, a gentle and beautiful girl was in his arms. While cuddling up against her, his exhaustion finally struck him and he had no intention of staying up any longer.

On the other hand, Verian was not as exhausted as she nudged against his chin with her head and raised it from his embrace to gently stare at his sleeping face.

She withdrew an arm from the blanket to gently trace the man’s brows. Heaton was criminally handsome as she was unable to find a single flaw from his face. Every inch seemed perfect. It was perfectly flawless. Her heart ached slightly when her soft fingertips fell on the dark circles around his eyes.

Was he extremely busy recently? Why had these dark circles appeared around his eyes?

While she gently caressed, her wrist was grabbed onto by the man’s huge hand. He did not open his eyes. However, while sighing, she said, “Riana, if you keep touching me, we won’t be sleeping anytime soon.”

In the midst of the sighing, there were hints of frustrations and love. This made Verian’s heart feel a shred of sweetness, and she could not help herself but lean closer to him while giving his thin lips a kiss. She said in a slightly tired voice, “Goodnight, Heaton.”

Verian laid within his embrace. The fingers of her tiny hands were crossed with his huge hands, this sleeping position seeming quite comfortable.

However, Verian could not sleep as she gently asked reluctantly, “Has Little Jelly Bean been behaving well recently?”

“Yeah, as normal. I’ve scolded her a few times so she went back to the Fudd family home to look for the old man.”

Verian’s fingers gently touched his palm as she said, “Why did you scold her? She’s still a kid. You should be more gentle and patient toward her or else you’ll scare her when you’re mad at her.”

Scare her? That would be very unlikely since Little Jelly Bean had a fearless little temper. Whenever he scolded her for misbehaving unreasonably at home, she would run to the old man and report him. Hence, would she even be afraid of him? The worst the little rascal could do was act all sad and depressed while letting out a few cries. After a few hours, she would return to her usual self.

For a brief moment, Verian was annoyed but could not contain the temptation of proving her assumption. She said, “I already know without needing you to tell me. That night…did you… intend to propose to me?”

After she finished asking the question with a blushingly warm face, she noticed Heaton had already fallen asleep the moment she looked up, silently breathing long and deeply.

Verian was a little disappointed as she pouted her lips. She leaned into him, closed her eyes, and went to sleep.

…

Heaton slept pretty heavily this very night and was even unaware when Verian woke up the next morning.

Verian was woken up by the doorbell. She guessed it would be Kush, so she changed her clothes and opened the door.

All she could see was Kush standing out the door while carrying a huge pile of breakfast. “Morning Miss Mont. The boss hasn’t woken up yet?”

Verian’s tiny face blushed while she accepted the breakfast and replied, “He hasn’t woken up yet.”

Kush did not seem surprised as he replied while nodding his head, “Yeah, since the boss hasn’t exactly slept in the recent days. He’s been working maniacally like a machine. He would work until one or two in the morning before returning home to sleep. It’s uncertain if he slept well or not, but I can feel that boss has been extremely exhausted recently.”

Verian’s heart felt slightly bad as she asked, “How did he become so busy with work recently?”

“It’s not busy with work, it’s obvious that he’s merely distracting himself with it. Miss Mont, in the half month period, the boss had been looking everywhere for you. He truly cares about you.”

Verian was stunned as it felt as if a huge hand was squeezing her heart. It felt tight and painful.