Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 250

After leaving the hospital, Xavier's mind was occupied with the face of the young woman he met at the hospital.

In his mind, that beautiful face gradually overlapped with a vague outline. However, the more he thought about it, the more his head seemed to burst, hurting very much.

He pressed his temples, closed his black eyes hard, and breathed slowly and deeply.

He was pretty sure that he had never seen that woman before. He had not lost his memory.

Today, he went to the hospital to get an examination. The doctor said that his brain was not damaged at all.

Nevertheless, he had no idea of the platinum-plated ring that he wore on his ring finger before. He did not know why the platinum ring was there on his hand or its origins. Furthermore, he did not know about the ring’s original owner.

However, when the ring was snatched by Yuna, although he himself was not emotional at all, his heart trembled unconsciously.

This sounded like a joke because it was very contradictory. His consciousness was his, but his heart did not seem to be.

There seemed to be more than just his soul in his body. There was another sleeping soul as well.

He exited from the hospital’s front door and there was a small news-stand next to it.

There were many magazines displayed in the stall’s open space. At first glance, Xavier saw a man who looked exactly like him printed on the magazine’s cover.

His eyes trembled. He lowered the edge of his black baseball cap and bought the magazine.

When Xavier returned to the hotel with the magazine, he read it carefully.

Although the man on the cover looked exactly like him, Xavier was sure that this man was not him.

The eye-catching headline read:

[A Well-known Entrepreneur Fell Into The Sea In A Car Accident And Died.]

[The Secret Behind Heaton Fudd’s Car Accident.]

Heaton Fudd?

He remembered that the girl he met in the hospital just now had called him ‘Heaton’ while clutching his hand?

Also, Heaton had a car accident at the same time as him, and they both had fallen into the sea.

Xavier stared at the magazine in his hand and his eyes darkened.

He flipped the magazine, scanned it again, and found the place where Heaton’s accident had occurred—Bolte Sea Bridge.

What did Heaton have to do with him?

...

After returning to the villa in Shallow Bay, Verian had been absentminded. In her mind and heart, Heaton was all she worried about.

She could not wait for the news at home. She had to go out to find Heaton.

When Madam Leah came out of the kitchen after cooking some red date congee, she found that Verian, who had been sitting on the sofa, was gone.

“Young mistress? Young mistress?”

The whole villa was empty. No one responded.

Madam Leah looked at the shoes in the shoe rack. The pair of shoes which Verian often wore was gone.

...

Verian went to many places that she and Heaton had visited before, but she still could not find Heaton.

Now, the only place she could think of was Bolte Sea Bridge.

When she reached Bolte Sea Bridge, she stood on the long bridge and looked around again and again. However, she did not see Heaton.

She shouted loudly toward the wide sea, "Heaton Fudd! Where are you exactly?! Come out and see me! Heaton Fudd!”

She was so tired that she gradually squatted by the bridge while holding onto the railing.

She felt anxious and wanted to cry, her tears spilled over just like that. She did not know whether this was caused by the wind that was blowing strongly over the bridge and making her eyes painful, or if it was because of her failure to find Heaton.

Heaton... Where were you exactly?!

She had no idea how long she had been sad for. When she reached out her hand to wipe away her tears, she could see a familiar silhouette emerging nearby through her blurred vision.

"Ahh..."

A whisper made Xavier turn his eyes over to look. He saw the little woman holding onto the railings with one hand, using another hand to hold her shoulder that had collided against the railing. Her face was crumpled as she made a low cry of pain. It seemed that the collision was not light.

However, Xavier had no sympathy. His cold eyes carried no warmth. "I’ve said that I’m not this Heaton Fudd you’re talking about. Don’t follow me anymore."

Verian did not expect him to be so cold. She bit her lip in sadness. Bearing with the pain she felt from her shoulder, she got up to chase him.

"Don't think of disappearing again. Even if you say 10,000 times that you're not Heaton, I'll still follow you!"

Xavier suddenly stopped walking and Verian nearly stumbled into him.

With his deep eyes staring at her, Xavier told her word by word, "I don't want to beat a woman so you better stay away from me."

Verian was frozen in place.

Heaton would not say such words to her, and there was no such violence in his eyes.

The man in front of her had the same face as Heaton, but Verian felt that he was a total stranger.

"Riana, I have schizophrenia. Maybe I'll become another person the next second. Aren't you afraid of a man like me?"

Suddenly, in her mind, she could hear what Heaton had told her before.

Verian looked at his charming back and suddenly realized something. She chased after him again.

"You said you aren't Heaton. So tell me now, why do you look exactly like Heaton?"

Xavier's eyes were stunned. He stared at Verian with his icy eyes. "I also want to know why."

"Who exactly are you?"

Verian was very puzzled. She had seen Heaton's second personality. In S City, although she did not know that it was his second personality, she had got along very well with him. Also, his second personality liked her very much. However, the person in front of her not only did not know her, but also treated her extremely coldly.

This man in front of her was different from the second personality who appeared the last time?

Then, this man who appeared here... Could it be...that he was his third personality?