Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 348

Yandel went back into the room after the doctor was done dressing Xylean's injuries.

Verian glanced at Yandel's deep and intense concentration toward Xylean. She knew that she would be a third-wheel if she continued to stay in the room. She did not want to disturb them.

"I'll go to the washroom."

Verian went out of the dressing room.

Yandel sat on the side of the bed as he looked at Xylean's foot. He touched it gently and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Xylean flinched and retracted her feet as if it was still painful. "I'm okay."

Yandel inched closer to her. The cigarette smell from his body wafted toward Xylean.

"Did you go for a smoke just now?"

Yandel knew that Xylean hated the cigarette smell, so he spoke gruffly, "I quit smoking a long time ago. I won't smoke them anymore if you don't like it."

"... You don't make it as if you're so pitiful."

'He was the one who wanted to quit smoking, so why would he pretend to be so pitiful then? Why should I pity him?' Xylean thought to herself.

Yandel lifted his hand to caress her red and swollen face. He lowered his voice as he said, "Leannie, I am sorry. I shouldn't have hit you just now."

Xylean flung his hand away. "What's past is past. You hit me, and I slapped you too. We are even now."

"You can hit me as many times as you wish, but I will never allow myself to hurt you again."

Xylean bit her lips, and her heart softened. She felt guilty when she saw his right cheek. There was a red hand mark on his fair skin. Anyone with sense would be able to tell that they were from a woman's fingernails.

She asked grudgingly, "How about you? Does your face still hurt?"

When he heard her concern for him, Yandel's gloomy mood instantly lightened, and his thin lips curved upward. A trace of a loving and warm smile blossomed in his eyes. "Leannie, are you worried about me?"

"Don't be a fool. I will never worry about you."

The man's large hands grabbed the back of her head gently and pushed her head toward him. Then he pressed his thin lips onto her mouth.

It was the long-awaited kiss.

...

Verian stood by the door to the dressing room, and she peeped into it. She saw Yandel and Xylean's passionate kiss, and she felt a little update as she reminisced about her past. She shut the door and decided to make her way to the hospital's backyard.

She sat on one of the long benches in the garden. She held her phone in hand and contemplated calling Heaton. She could not decide if she wanted to get back together with Heaton.

She wanted to tell Heaton that they were not related by blood, and it was all a misunderstanding.

However, Heaton's words rang again in his ears, and she lost the courage to call him.

Her phone vibrated, and she clicked on the notification without much thought. It was a push notification for the entertainment news.

The main character in the news was none other than Heaton.

She clicked on the link to read it.

"The CEO of North City Fudd Group, Heaton Fudd, brought his fiancée along to attend a charity function..."

Fiancée?

As she scrolled down to take a look at the photo, the woman beside Heaton was Yuna.

"Leannie, do you have to speak to me like this?"

Yandel took her hands from his neck and grasped her cold palms. He looked at her intently with a deep and gentle gaze.

However, Xylean freed her hands from his warm and dry palms. "I can follow you back to South City. However, I have a condition."

Yandel looked at his empty palms where her hands had been. He closed his eyes and sighed. Then he pursed his lips. "What conditions? Tell me. If I can do it, I will agree to them."

"I studied acting when I was in university. Before Johnny died, I had wanted to become an actress. Recently, I dreamt about him. He wished for me to pick up this dream again and to see me shine on the stage. You also knew that I had great results before Johnny's death."

After Johnny died, she dropped out of school due to depression. She was an outstanding student from the Performing Arts Faculty of South City Multimedia University; it was ridiculous that she could not even get a graduation certificate.

A flash of darkness slid past Yandel's eyes, and they were full of guilt. "I'm sorry, Leannie."

"I don't want your apology. You just have to let me go back to South City Multimedia University to continue my studies. You also have to promise not to intervene in any of my future jobs. If you can do this, then I will go back to South City with you."

He did not mind if she wanted to continue with her studies. It was her wish, so how could he not understand that. She had dreamed of being an actress, which meant she would have to enter the entertainment industry.

There was no problem with her entering the entertainment industry, either. No matter how messy or dirty the industry was, he could still protect her well enough.

However, he was afraid that she would not want him to protect her. He was even more worried that she would run away again once she gained success in her acting career. She might want to remove him from her life altogether.

Nevertheless, Yandel was too afraid of losing her. He did not want to think of the possible crisis that might happen in the future. At that moment, he only wanted to bring her back to South City so he could see her, hug her and kiss her every day.

During her absence in those 378 days, he had not gotten a good night's sleep. He was already used to insomnia and playing the cat-and-mouse game with her whenever she ran away from him.

However, she had been gone for far too long, and Yandel was terrified that he would never find her again.

Yandel decided that he would compromise with her conditions. He sighed wearily and said, "Okay, I'll accept your condition. As long as you are by my side, I will do anything you want.”