Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 846

When Huntley and Whitney drove to the amusement park to pick Cherie up, Cherie was soaking wet and shivering like a leaf.

A clap of thunder was heard and it was raining cats and dogs outside.

Whitney sat together with Cherie at the backseat of the car. She used a clean, dry towel to wrap her dripping wet body and subsequently used another one to dry her hair.

Whitney was a straightforward person and had an irascible temperament. She complained, “Where’s Boyle? How could he just ditch you alone at the amusement park? Didn’t he know that other than the scheduled buses arranged by the park management, it’s rather difficult to hail a cab to go back to town?”

Huntley glanced at them via the rear-view mirror. He was puzzled too. “Yeah, Cher. Where’s Boyle?”

Cherie was shivering in the cold. Her lips trembled as she was choked with tears.

Whitney hugged her to give her warmth. However, she could sense that something was not right with Cherie. She raised her brows and worriedly asked, “Cher, what happened?”

Cherie lifted her chin and her eyes were red and puffy. “Whitney, Boyle broke up with me.”

“... What?”

Cherie did not give Whitney much details. However, as Whitney learned about the whole story, she got angry and started yelling.

“Who does he think he is? He calls you his sweetheart when you two just started dating and now he just dumps you after getting sick of you? Why didn’t I realize that he was a jerk before this?”

Huntley was a good friend of Boyle’s since they started studying in university. He defended, “Boyle is not a frivolous person. He’s much more mature as compared to the people of our age and I doubt he will play with other people’s feelings. Cher, was there perhaps any misunderstanding between you and Boyle?”

Cherie shook her head and said, “I don’t know.”

Whitney gritted her teeth. She felt unfair to her best friend and rebuked Huntley, “You better not defend Boyle. Who sacrificed more in their relationship? Cherie is the one who always accommodated him. How dare he break up with her?”

Cherie’s face was pale white and was silent the whole time. Through the rear-view mirror, Huntley could see that she did not want to talk about it anymore.

“Cher is not in a good mood now. Just be quiet for now and give her some space, Whitney.”

Whitney bit her lips and kept her mouth shut. She opened her arms and embraced Cherie.

Cherie rested her head on Whitney’s shoulder while trying to hold back her tears. In the end, she could not hold it in anymore and started sobbing.

Whitney gently patted her back and comforted her, “Alright, alright, don’t cry anymore. You can just like somebody else. Besides, there’s nothing special about Boyle anyway.”

The rain pelted down on the window pane. As the weather was cold outside and Huntley had turned on the car heater, a thick layer of fog was formed on the inside of the window.

It was freezing cold.

…

After returning to the Greentown Condominium alone, Boney went up toward Boyle and started pawing his leg.

“Meow.”

Boyle crouched and petted Boney. “Will you feel lonely if you can’t see her anymore?”

“Meow.”

Thunder rumbled from a distance.

Boney paced toward the window and stared at the rain outside.

Boyle followed it and sat by the window. He murmured, “She will ask Whitney to pick her up, right.”

She would not be so foolish to get caught in the rain.

They just broke up and he already missed her.

There would be rain, snow, thunder and even hail in the future. What would he do if he was worried about her during the days when the weather was bad in the future?

Boyle lowered his head and gazed at Boney. His gaze was gentle but there was a trace of guilt in his eyes. “I’ve said a lot of hurtful words to her that even I would want to punch myself in the face. She probably wouldn’t want to see me anymore, right?”

Boney could not decipher its owner’s words. It did not know whether or not he wished Rie to come back looking for him.

Boney slouched and laid on Boyle’s foot and thought to itself, ‘I miss Rie. I miss her snacks.’

Whitney grabbed the water bottle beside her. She opened the cap and poured water on their food.

The four girls yelled, “Hey! Are you crazy!”

Whitney snickered, “You guys were busy gossiping and didn’t seem to want to eat. So, I offered to help you guys!”

They had caused a ruckus in the cafeteria.

Boyle and Layla were at the cafeteria buying lunch. They both went to Professor Dan’s office to analyze data together earlier this morning.

Boyle could spot Cherie in the crowd with just a glance. She seemed to have become slimmer after a few days of not seeing her. She looked pale too.

Layla followed his worried gaze and pursed her lips. “They seem to have an argument with other classmates. Just go ahead if you wish to help them out.”

Layla was a reasonable person. Although she liked Boyle, she clearly knew that Boyle had no interest in her and had feelings for Cherie instead.

“Since you can’t let go of her, why did you break up with her? If you’ve decided to break up, don’t be bothered about her matters anymore. It’ll be better for the both of you.”

Boyle was impassive the entire time. He then averted his gaze from Cherie.

Cherie dragged Whitney out of the cafeteria and as she walked past the crowd, she spotted both Boyle and Layla queueing together to get food.

Indeed, he had started hanging out with Layla again.

The days with Boyle were like a dream. After waking up from her dream, everything was back to square one.

With the jostling crowd between them, she felt as if time had returned to the first day they met each other at the Fudd Family Mansion. Like two parallel lines, they would never intersect with each other anymore.

Boyle turned his head around. His eyes swept through the crowd and past the familiar figure but his eyes never lingered on her.

There was no difference between her and other people, as if she was just one of the strangers that did not matter to him.

It was only an indifferent backward glance but it was enough to make Cher give up.