Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 44

The man glanced up with his eyes. Thus, four eyes met at the same time…

Verian Mont mumbled in her heart. Why was the main point of this man that peculiar…

The main point was not about anything he wanted from her, and it was also that word, ‘you’ he said. Nevertheless, which ear was it that he heard her ever say that he was old?

“President Fudd, the pronoun ‘you’...”

Before she could finish explaining, Heaton Fudd interrupted her while staring directly at her with his dark pearly eyes. He questioned, “Will you respect the ‘you’ used for Yellen Bodd?”

“This…” Verian Mont chuckled, “I’m only a couple of years difference compared to Yellen Bodd, besides, he’s not my boss anyway, why would I…”

Yellen Bodd? She addressed him in such a close and casual way?

The man who was sitting on the black office chair suddenly stood up. He straightened up his charming body while menacingly approaching her. She felt a slight chill coming from her back and stumbled backward hastily. However, her tiny slender waist was locked by Heaton Fudd’s huge arms, “So what you meant was, how many years apart in between us then right?”

Verian Mont nervously parted her lips. She paused and silently counted in her head. There was an eight-year difference in between the both of them, it seemed to have quite the number of years apart…

However, was a couple of years difference really that important?

The man noticed her frozen state, he inched closed with his chest, pressing onto her. That fresh manly fragrant grew closer and Verian Mont’s heart began to beat faster. She was blushing heavily all the way up to her earlobes as she raised her hand to push against Heaton Fudd’s chest, “Fudd, President Fudd, this is an office… it’s a little inappropriate for us to behave like this.”

However, her reminder had very little effect on him. This made that man behave even more inappropriately. He lowered his head and whispered into her ear, “I believe you knew exactly how I was long before today.”

That man’s breath was exhaling onto her ear.

Her mind was completely blank. She was completely unable to think about what Heaton Fudd meant by ‘long before today.’ She was afraid of fanning the flames onto herself, hence she immediately pushed him away and said, “I, I’ve never called you old!”

It was only after that which made Heaton Fudd satisfied and released her. Verian Mont took a deep breath as she raised her hand to tuck her hair behind her ear and said, “President Fudd, you...If there’s nothing you need then, I’ll just go back to work okay?”

The instant that man returned to his black office chair, he had a cold prideful look on his face as he asked in a formal tone, “Why were you late this morning?”

So this was what the fuss was about. However, was Nancy Xander truly that quick in reporting her to Heaton Fudd?

However, she was not afraid. She explained confidently, “You and sister sent Zaynie to the hospital, so only I was able to send Little Jelly Bean to her kindergarten. Sending Little Jelly Bean to school delayed some time for me, also, the traffic in South City was insane…”

The man tossed the question back at her, “So, you took a ride in Yellen Bodd’s car to work?”

Verian Mont was stunned, “No, we just so happen to run into each other. I didn’t expect he would drive down that route too. After noticing the lack of time, I had to…”

“Verian Mont, should I remind you once more about your current status?”

His lack of trust and suspicious tone made her uncomfortable since he was constantly reminding her of her current status. However, had he ever thought about his status? He was now her legal actual ‘husband’ and what was the whole deal with his flirting with his sister in law?

This thought made Verian Mont even more agitated. She replied impatiently, “Yeah, yeah, yeah. Besides, you wouldn’t believe anything I say anyway.”

She explained to Heaton Fudd with the same manner about Zaynie.

Upon noticing her displeased demeanor, he frowned. However, a small grin formed at the corner of his lips, “Pick Little Jelly Bean with me later tonight after work.”

Verian Mont looked down with her watery eyes, she replied with a simple, “okay” after building some courage. She said, “President Fudd, am I allowed to leave now?”

Heaton Fudd’s sharp gaze was focused on her snow white neck and clavicle. He gestured by hooking his index finger while ordering her with a coarse deep tone, “Come here, you.”

She was on guard as she approached him. He noticed the slow pace she took. He frowned while being slightly displeased. He said, “Will I eat you if you just come over?”

“...”

Verian Mont’s tiny face blushed. Heaton Fudd was not the type of person to act out his ‘primal instincts’ in the office!

As she approached next to him after hearing him, that man suddenly grabbed onto her wrist and pulled her into his arms. Without any mental preparation, she immediately fell onto his lap after losing her balance!