Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 819

The next morning, Cherie was heartlessly woken up from her sleep by Boyle.

“Let me sleep for a little while more.”

The girl slumped back with her messy hair.

Boyle looked at the girl sleeping on the bed and said lightly, “If you can’t get on the 8 a.m. bus, your family will find out that you’re lying. You can keep on sleeping if you are not afraid of the consequence.”

She went silent for a moment.

The girl on the bed sat up lazily. Her hair was tousled like a child.

Boyle smiled. He walked over and slipped his hands to ruffle them.

“Get up already. I made breakfast.”

Cherie greeted Sonia after she got ready and had breakfast.

Sonia saw them off at the door, waved and said, “Cher, come visit us more often.”

“Aunt Sonia, I will make sure to visit more often.”

Boyle sent Cherie to the bus terminal and handed her the ticket after queuing up for it.

Outside the bus terminal, a stall was selling sticks of candied hawthorns.

Cherie looked at the hawthorns with beautiful, glossy sugar coating and tugged at Boyle’s sleeve.

“Boyle, I want some candied hawthorns.”

Boyle turned and glanced at them. He frowned. “It’s unhygienic. What if you get food poisoning?”

“How could they be unhygienic? I ate a lot of them as a kid.”

Her eyes were full of anticipation. He didn’t try to stop her anymore and went to get her one.

Cherie enjoyed the candied hawthorns and held it to Boyle. “Would you like to have a bite?”

“You go ahead.” Boyle patted her the back of her head without much thought.

Boyle looked at his watch. It’s 7:30 a.m. It was almost time and she should be heading to the waiting area now.

“You should go in now.”

Boyle stayed with Cherie while she was waiting in line. When she arrived at the ticket gate, Boyle stood outside the railing.

After going in, Cherie came back running to the railing again. With the railing between them, she tip-toed and gave Boyle a quick kiss on his lips.

The kiss felt sticky. It tasted like the candied hawthorns, sour yet sweet.

Boyle stared as the figure with the yellow backpack ran away. His eyes were gentle and affectionate.

…

After Cherie was back at North City, she managed to keep the trip a secret with Whitney Yard’s help. Heaton and Verian did not suspect anything.

She was just about to resume her sleep on the bed when Harrison knocked on the door.

“Cherie, Tyler wants to ask you out tonight.”

Cherie covered her face with the blanket. She was really sleepy and squealed, “I’m not going. I’m dead tired.”

Harrison came in and said, “You can’t say no. Tyler wants me to tell you that he has something important to say.”

“Why can’t he say it over the phone?”

“Tyler can’t treat you to dinner over the phone, can he? Tonight 7 o’clock at the revolving restaurant. You have to go.”

Cherie covered her ears under the blanket and said, “Okay. Get out of my room. I need sleep!”

Harrison walked out and closed the door. He ran into Verian.

Verian looked briefly into the room and asked, “What is your sister doing?”

“She said she is tired and wants to sleep.”

“What did she do in Whitney’s house to make her so tired?”

Harrison replied, “Both of those dirty-minded girls must have been hiding under their blanket reading some dirty books.”

Verian’s mouth twitched. She held in her laugh and hit her son’s arm. “You’re disregarding her as your older sister if you talk bad about her like that behind her back.”

Harrison raised his eyebrows, unaffected. “Look at the way she acted. Does she even deserve any respect? She always beat me up on the bed. If she is not a girl, I would have beat her to a pulp.”

“If you dared do that to your sister, your dad will break your legs.”

Harrison shivered and said, “I wouldn’t dare.”

Does he still have a place in this house?

……

Cherie got to the revolving restaurant past seven.

When she reached the top floor, Tyler was already waiting at the table. She rushed over.

“I overslept and there was peak hour traffic. How long have you waited?”

Tyler stood up and pulled out the chair for her. “Not long. I just got here.”

He wouldn’t be so stupid to say that he had been waiting for an hour.

“Oh, right. Why did you ask me out for dinner today? This is a really nice place.”

Cherie looked around and realized that they were the only customers.

Cherie was stunned. “Tyler Gale, did you book out the entire restaurant?”

Tyler looked at her affectionately and said, “What do you think? Do you like it?”

Cherie saw the candles on the table and she almost choked. “What’s with this candlelight dinner? You even booked out the whole place. Be honest, what do you want from me?”

Tyler tried to brush it off and smiled. “It’s okay. You are not married yet. I still stand a chance.”

“But…”

Before she could finish, Tyler interrupted her, “Besides, I’m charming and good-looking. Are you sure you won’t have a change of heart?”

“Tyler…”

“You don’t have to comfort me. I’m fine.”

“I… I wasn’t trying to comfort you.”

“Jelly Bean, can we still be good friends?”

Cherie was relieved and said, “Of course. We have been friends for so long. We can’t just stop being friends.”

Tyler’s face broke out into a smile.

He did not dare to confess his feelings because he was afraid of rejection. He acted like nothing could affect him or that he didn’t care about anything. However, his heart was sensitive and fragile. He was afraid that they could not be friends after the confession.

On their way back, Tyler was driving while Cherie was in the passenger seat.

It was a bright night in North City. Lights came in from the windows and illuminated her beautiful face.

Tyler looked at her. He could not help but ask, “What’s… so great about Boyle to make you like him that much?”

Cherie pondered on the question. “He’s good-looking and good at academics. Girls in our school see him as the ideal boyfriend.”

“But he’s not the only one who could do that. What do I lack?”

Tyler even thought that he was overall better than Boyle Lawson.

To say the least, Boyle’s family background was pitiful compared to Tyler and Cherie’s background.

Cherie smiled and glared at him. “As long as he is the best in my heart. When it comes to liking someone, if we are to only pick the best people, we’d stand no chance to date anyone as the best ones would have been picked by others.”

“Jelly Bean, I’m worried that he has other motives for approaching you. He’s so poor. What if he just wanted to…”

Cherie’s face went dark before Tyler could finish. She said sternly, “Tyler, do not accuse him like that.”

“I’m not accusing him. It’s reasonable for me to think like that. He has basically nothing. How could he give you a comfortable life as you have now in the Fudd family? Maybe he’s just approaching you to get close to Uncle Fudd.”

“Tyler Gale! Stop the car!”

“Jelly Bean, don’t take it to your heart. I’m just making a reasonable assumption.”

Cherie glared at him and said, “Boyle Lawson is my boyfriend. I won’t allow you to say such things about him. Stop the car!

The blue Maserati came to a sudden halt with a screech.

Cherie opened the car door and got down. Before Tyler could get down and stop her, she had already gotten into a taxi and left.

Tyler went back to his car. He slammed the steering wheel furiously and cursed.