Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 282

Zion stared at the woman who was beaming at him. His dark eyes were fixated onto her and her tiny projection was reflected on the deepest depths of his eyes.

His chest felt so full, it was as if his feelings would spill right out. He never felt so content and satisfied before.

Verian placed the newly bought cake on the table and said, “Open up and have a look.”

Zion reached out to carefully open the paper box. He seemed to be worried about ruining the soft cake on the inside.

When he opened it up, it contained a small snowman shaped cake.

The snowman was wearing a red christmas hat and it looked adorable.

Verian placed the candles on the cake before lighting them. She said, “Make a wish.”

Zion smiled as he thought that his wish would never be fulfilled.

His only wish was to always be with her.

Verian started singing the birthday song softly and after Zion finished making his wish, she asked, “What did you wish for?”

“I want to always be with you, protect you and appreciate you. Will you fulfil that wish for me?”

Verian was stunned as she stared at him in silence for a really long time.

Zion said, “Alright, let’s cut the cake.”

She did not answer his question.

Zion cut a piece of cake for Verian. Verian then scooped up some cream with her fingertips before smudging them onto Zion’s nose.

“Although I hope for Heaton’s safe return, I still don’t wish for anything bad to happen to you. I wish that you will be well.”

Zion lowered his gaze and held onto her freezing hands.

It was snowing outside so she would have been cold when she went out to buy the cake earlier.

Verian stared at him with a delightful look while sitting in front of him.

…

After they were done with lunch and the cake, Verian took Zion to watch a movie.

Halfway through the movie, Zion’s phone rang. It was Kush.

Verian thought about Zion using Heaton’s phone and the people in his contacts were people Heaton usually talked to. Would Zion not know any of them?

“Do you need my help?”

“No.”

Zion reached out to gently pat her head before standing up and walking out of the cinema.

Zion only picked up the call when he was outside.

Kush said through the phone, “Boss, I found the person you had me look into. The person that started the fire back then is called Lionel Werner. He already admitted that Queena bribed him with 500 thousand bucks to burn down the Mont family home back then.”

“Alright, I already know that.”

“Boss, weren’t you…previously unaware of who the arsonist was?”

How could he have suddenly known who the real culprit was from back then?

Zion explained, “I’ve sent some people and they found the witness from back then.”

“Oh, so that explains it.”

Although Kush still had questions, he did not probe deeper as he said, “Boss, about this, how do you plan on taking care of it? Do you want to take matters into your own hands or…”

“Call the cops. I will never let Queena go for wanting to murder Riana back then.”

“Alright, I’ll get to it immediately.”

When Zion was just about to hang up the call, he suddenly changed his mind and said, “Hold up. Send someone to bring Queena to me.”

He emphasized the word ‘bring’.

At night, it started snowing outside again.

Verian asked while they were still driving on the road, “Do you still want to hangout somewhere else?”

Zion pulled her into his embrace. He took off his coat and hugged her within it. He said while hugging her tightly, “Let’s head home, it’s cold outside.”

Verian looked up from within his embrace and said, “I’m not cold. It’s rare for you to come out so I want to have as much fun with you as possible.”

Zion smiled while staring at her red nose and said, “But, I’m a little tired.”

“Yeah, you have three people sharing a single body so you must feel tired. Let’s head back home to rest then.”

Zion brought Verian back to the Shallow Bay Villa, and after watching her sleep, he left the bedroom.

Kush gave him a call. “Boss, I’ve already brought Queena here.”

“Wait for me downstairs. I’ll be there.”

“Alright.”

Kush was waiting in the black Maybach while Queena was bound in the backseat. Her mouth was taped shut with duct tape. She was wailing and screaming but no sounds escaped from her.

Zion came down in a black coat wearing a pair of black gloves. A serious aura was emanating from his body.

Queena was breathing heavily as she yelled while staring at him, “Heaton! What exactly do you want from me? I’m telling you, I am now Madam Quain! If you dare touch me, you’re going against the entire Quain family!”

Zion did not look away as his gaze was as cold as ice. He said, “When you sent someone to burn my woman all those years ago, you should’ve thought about today.”

“You… how did you know?”

Zion scoffed. When he went to the Mont family home back then, he coincidentally saw the main culprit escaping after committing the arson. Since the fire was too big then, he rushed in to save Verian. Although he allowed that person to escape, that person’s appearance was burned into his memories.

It would not be too late for vengeance even after waiting for a decade. Zion’s retribution was living proof of that statement.

He reappeared once again after ten years and the only thing he wished to fulfil was to help Verian in getting her revenge.

That fire back then had almost taken his and Verian’s lives.