Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 807

Boyle's silence hurt Cherie tremendously.

The woman's sorrow filled tears fell onto Boyle's nape. It felt warm, so much so that it warmed his heart.

He never knew that a single woman's tear could affect him so much.

"Cherie." Boyle could not help but call out to her.

Cherie buried her crying face into his nape before pouting her lips and exclaiming in a dissatisfied tone, "Don't call me that way. You don't like me anyway."

Boyle was speechless.

"Why is it so difficult for me to be your girlfriend? What exactly should I do to be your girlfriend?"

Cherie had never known that she would sink so low herself.

It was to the point that even if Boyle did not like her now, it would make her happy if Boyle was to agree to date her or be her boyfriend now.

Boyle paused and glanced over at her as his chin nuzzled against the top of her head while his heart was incredibly touched.

"I thought you already are."

Cherie was stunned for a couple seconds before raising her little face and staring wide-eyed at him as she asked, "What did you say?"

Boyle replied, "I thought you are already my girlfriend."

Cherie was speechless and shocked.

She was wondering if there was anything wrong with her hearing as she second guessed what exactly he said.

The woman looked extremely shocked and confused as she stared at him with her teary eyes.

Upon noticing the woman's silence, Boyle glanced back at her, meeting her surprised gaze. He spoke to her in a calm and gentle tone.

"Aren't you always rambling about liking me all the time?"

"I do like you but…"

Before she could finish, Boyle interjected by saying, "Are there any other problems then?"

Cherie was speechless.

Did this mean that they were both official then?

Boyle continued their search back to their campsite while carrying her on his back.

Cherie had no mood in searching for their way back as her mind was obsessing over the question from earlier. She calmed down after a brief moment.

"Boyle, what you said earlier, does that mean that you agree that I can be your girlfriend?"

The woman's gaze looked extremely delighted and excited.

"Yeah." He sounded as cold as before.

However, Cherie was not bothered by the minor details as she repeatedly asked him, "Really?"

She even reached out to pinch Boyle's ear after she was done asking.

"Does that hurt, Boyle?"

Boyle was speechless.

As Cherie stared at his reddened ear, she mumbled while pouting her lips, "Look at how red it's gotten. It has to hurt."

Boyle was speechless.

She was answering her own question like a little fool.

Cherie reached out to pinch her thighs hard before crying out in pain, "Ouch, ouch, ouch."

Boyle could no longer bear to keep watching as he simply exclaimed, "Look, it's night now. You don't have to worry about daydreaming right now."

Cherie was speechless.

The woman was beaming with joy after that.

"Do you like me, Boyle?"

It seemed that he liked her the same way as she liked him.

Boyle did not answer her question. Instead, he asked her with a deep voice, "Since you've asked me so many questions tonight, shouldn't you also answer my question then?"

"Answer what exactly?"

"Since you want to be my girlfriend, what's the deal with Hans then?"

"Hans and I are not a couple!" Cherie frantically explained.

Boyle probed, "So, you're just starting to develop your relationship with him then, right?"

Cherie was speechless.

"Boyle, I love it when you get jealous for me."

Boyle replied with a cold and commanding tone, "You're no longer allowed to do so anymore in the future. You're mine."

Cherie blushed as she listened to him while hugging his neck tighter with her little arms.

How nice it felt for her to belong to him.

Cherie laid on Boyle's back in an extremely good mood as she looked up into the starry night.

"Boyle, the stars are really bright here."

Boyle was speechless.

It looks like this little brat was having the time of her life while he was busy carrying her around and looking for their way back.

"Boyle, can we go on a date tomorrow night? You stood me up last time."

He replied willingly, "Sure."

Cherie let out a satisfied sigh as she said, "Oh, Boyle. You're the best."

She had never known that loving someone could feel this strong.

It stung when she could not get his affection and when she finally could, she felt incredibly happy and satisfied.

It was to the point that she would be willing to give up anything just for him. He would be the only person she needed.

"Oh, Boyle. I love you so much. You can't betray the feelings I have for you, okay."

A serious glint reflected in Boyle's eyes underneath the moonlight.

He would never betray her feelings as he could not possibly have the heart to do so.

He loved her as much as she loved him.

She had no idea how much he held back his feelings for her until it almost drove him mad.

He wanted to kiss her passionately to have her fully become his. His feelings for her were so strong that they were raging inside him. He never felt that strongly toward anyone else before.

"However, wouldn't you lose your chance to further your studies in the United States because you’re dating me and won't be going there with Layla? Won't you regret it?"

Boyle confidently replied in a clear tone, "Nope."