Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 814

This was the first time in Cherie's life to have taken a long haul bus ride.

She immediately went on her trip after getting his address from Hector. The truth was, she was actually unsure if he would be mad at her or not.

Boyle was an even more unstable man than her father.

However, even so, she still wanted to meet him just to explain to him her relationship with Tyler.

It was also because she missed him too much that made her want to visit him in secret.

Her mood improved significantly when she thought about being able to meet Boyle in an hour.

The sky was gradually turning dark outside the window as the bus sped through the highway. She felt bored taking a bus ride alone. However, due to how excited she felt, she was not sleepy at all.

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After an hour and a half bus ride, the bus arrived at a town. There were people gradually getting out of the bus. However, the town that she was heading to was called Chester.

The bus driver reminded everyone not long after that, "We've arrived at Chester. Whoever that needs to get off, please disembark now."

Cherie cheerfully got out of the bus's back exit while carrying her backpack.

There were plenty of motorized rickshaw drivers by the bus stop.

A driver chimed in, "Hey missy, where are you heading to? Let me take you there."

"I need to head to Chester's 29th Street. Which direction do I need to go?"

"I'll take you there for ten bucks. Chester is really far from here. You won't make it there on foot."

Cherie did not haggle as she immediately hopped on. It was a bumpy ride. She arrived at the entrance of Chester after ten minutes.

The driver said, "Missy, you can look for the street number yourself. Chester is quite a huge town and it's divided into both front and back districts."

The driver left after Cherie paid for the ride. She was a little overwhelmed when she stared at the amount of houses while she stood at the entrance.

She could not possibly go door to door just to look for Boyle's house. Not to mention, the driver even told her that Chester was divided into two districts. It would be very unlikely for her to actually find where Boyle lived in a single night.

It was already 9 p.m. when she checked the time on her phone.

Cherie was constantly calling Boyle but to no avail.

Hence, all Cherie could do was switch on her flashlight and start looking through every house in the village while carrying her backpack.

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After Boyle was done with his shower, his mother, Sonia was doing the dishes in the kitchen when he exited the washroom.

"Hey Boyle, your phone had been ringing for a really long time earlier but I don't really know how to pick up the call so I didn't. Was your friend calling you?"

Boyle grabbed his phone from the table and took a look at the missed calls. They were from Cherie.

When he called her back, her phone was already switched off.

Boyle frowned.

After that, Boyle switched on his laptop and was getting ready to do work. He instinctively grabbed his phone and opened up Facebook.

He scrolled through the conversations to look for Cherie's messages. After that, he sent her a text, "Switch your phone back on."

However, he received no reply after a really long time.

Boyle was in a really bad mood and after looking at the stock market, he switched his laptop off.

He received a call from Huntley after that.

"Hey Boyle, have Cherie arrived at your house yet?"

Boyle raised his brow and asked, "My house?"

"Yeah. Whitney told me that Cherie had taken a bus to your village. Cherie had even called me earlier to ask me if your house is at the front or back district. How should I know where you live…"

Boyle frowned, hung up the call, grabbed his jacket and immediately headed outside.

"I can't find where your house is… I've been searching for a really long time and my phone died."

Boyle pulled her away, lowered his gaze and scolded her, "Who allowed you to look for me in the middle of the night?"

Cherie was speechless.

Boyle was frowning hard while his gaze looked incredibly menacing as he said, "Cherie, do you think this is fun to you? Does this look like a place that you should be?"

He was very menacing to the point that his yelling made her cry.

"Why isn't this a place I can be? This is your house. Am I wrong to come here?"

She trekked through such a harrowing journey only to be yelled at by him. It seemed like he had no heart at all!

Boyle raised his hand to squeeze his brows. He felt helplessly angry. It also seemed like he was holding back his anger.

Cherie sniffled as the tip of her nose looked a little red. She was tearing up. It ached his heart to look at her like this.

"I just missed you, okay! I've sat through a two hour bus ride, searched for this place for nearly an hour and you didn't even pick up my calls. You didn't even bother to reply to my texts ever since we returned to North City. You were ignoring me so what else can I do but to look for you in person!"

"Who told me to love you so much? I know you don't love me as much so the only thing I can do is to make the first move all the time."

"Do you think me making the first move isn't feminine to you and that gave you the right to look down on me?"

"I don't even want to come over to look for you but I can't help myself from missing you and I also really want to explain to you about the incident at the airport the other day."

"I… I'm just afraid of you… ignoring me in the future."

Her eyes were swollen red from crying too hard.

Boyle reached out and grabbed her wrist before pulling her into his arms, lowering his head and kissing her lips.

Both silhouettes were mixed together underneath the dim street lamps for a really long time. The man held onto the back of the woman's head and kissed her for a really long time.

He released her when her breathing became labored. However, he was still holding onto her little face with his huge hand before speaking to her in a clear deep voice, "I won't ever ignore you."