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Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 25

As Kush Xavier approached the door, he was stopped by Heaton Fudd.

He was stunned. He assumed his boss had a change of heart and wanted to head back into the office to sign the agreement.

However, who knew what Heaton Fudd would say as he ordered in a strict tone, “Look up the past three years of Verian Mont’s life, including her relationships.”

“... Sure.”

What Heaton Fudd wanted to say was actually, “Investigate everything you can about Verian Mont’s private life and her relationships in the recent three years.”

Thus, Kush Xavier left the room with this ‘mission’ in hand.

After half an hour, Kush Xavier made a phone call to him. Heaton Fudd answered the call only after he walked out the room.

“Boss, three years ago, Miss Monty had broken up with her ex-boyfriend, Jensen. She never dated anyone else since then. Oh well, of course besides copulating with you.”

As Kush Xavier silently pondered to himself, based on his boss’ protective and lustful nature, most likely his boss would never accept Miss Monty having any other sexual relations with other men. Even though he was not that emotionally invested in Miss Monty, she was still Little Jelly Bean’s birth mother. It seemed that his boss already thought of Miss Monty as his own lady.

“What is her relationship with Leafy Bodd?”

“After Miss Monty left for Paris, she met Mr. Bodd there. They were both students of Paris National School of Fine arts. Mr. Bodd took excellent care of Miss Monty in the last three years. The both of them are close... but they’re most likely only good friends.”

Kush Xavier stopped immediately before adding the final line.

Heaton Fudd hung up the call immediately as his clear sharp eyes emanated a cold aura.

Between a man and woman, how could they just call themselves good friends?

Oddly enough, he was uncomfortable on the inside.

When Verian Mont woke up, two pairs of eyes were locked onto her.

The first pair was a man’s deep dark pearly eyes and the second was the innocent and adorable huge eyes of Little Jelly Bean.

The instant she noticed Verian Mont was awake, Little Jelly Bean excitedly jumped around in her patient’s gown gleefully clapping her tiny hands as she said, “You’re finally awake Monty!”

The little rascal was hugging Verian Mont’s neck. Verian Mont was confused for a moment, however she raised her arm to hug that soft little body in hers.

Little Jelly Bean… would always make her unconsciously recall her own child she gave birth to three years ago.

Sometimes she would think how amazing it would be if Little Jelly Bean was actually her own daughter.

Obedient, smart, understanding, adorable and lovable.

However, it seemed that she would never have that wish fulfilled as she was not Little Jelly Bean’s birth mother and was nothing more than her ‘step mother’.

Verian Mont caressed her head and thanked the man sitting elegantly in front of her, “Thanks for taking care of me.”

That man closed the folder in his hand as he looked up seductively with his black pearly eyes completely focused on her little face. He said, “Are you thanking me for taking care of you last night or taking care of you after you passed out just now?”

Verian Mont’s earlobes turned red. She bit her lips and said, “... Last, last night’s incident. You don’t have to take it to heart. We’re both adults here. I, I will be responsible for my own actions…”

Heaton Fudd’s gaze deepened. He threw the question back at her, “Don’t need to take it to heart?”

That deep captivating manly tone had a higher pitch on the last syllable. It was like a feather gently tickling her heart. It invoked strong, unavoidable feelings of lust.

“What, what I meant was, I will not force you to be responsible for me….”

It seemed like she intended to play her role as his ‘fake wife’ while growing closer to his nephew?

“You want to be responsible for me, right?”

“Ah?”

Nancy Xander’s fingers holding the apple were clenched tightly.

Heaton Fudd mentioned marrying Verian Mont earlier. What did that mean?

Verian Mont and him actually had not receive the license yet?!

Little Jelly Bean was leaning onto Heaton Fudd’s shoulder while waving at Verian Mont. She said, “Monty, we’ll come back after the infusion is done, alright?”

After Heaton Fudd and Little Jelly Bean left, Nancy Xander picked up an apple and began peeling it with a knife. She said, “Verian Mont, although you’ve just entered the Fudd family, there’s something I need to tell you.”

Verian Mont frowned and said, “What is it aunty?”

Nancy Xander looked directly at her. She let out a soft chuckle with her captivating lips. She said, “Although you and Heaton Fudd are legally married now, both of you are just putting on a show right?”

“Why do you say that aunty?”

Although it was true that she and Heaton Fudd were pretending to be a married couple, she had no idea why that agitated her so much after hearing what Nancy Xander said.

“Do you know, Briskly Fudd, Heaton Fudd’s older brother? He passed away five years ago. Do you know how he died?”

Heaton Fudd never mentioned his older brother before. Thus, she shook her head.

Nancy Xander continued, “Briskly Fudd died in a road accident and the reason was because I told him I couldn’t marry him anymore.”

“Why?”

“It was because I was pregnant with Heaton Fudd’s child then.”

Verian Mont was stunned. She said, “Aunty, what... what do you mean?”

Without reason, Verian Mont’s heart grew anxious. She only noticed the Nancy Xander’s lips saying, “Although you gave birth to Heaton Fudd’s daughter, I gave him a son. Zaynie was the son I had with Heaton Fudd. Throughout these five years, I have felt guilty toward Heaton Fudd. However, due to society’s impact, we can’t be together. However, Verian, Heaton Fudd and I are truly in love.”

The instant she ended that statement, Nancy Xander was done peeling the apple and handed it to her. Her usual perfect smile was still plastered on her face.

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