Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 368

Eric was not ashamed at all to ask about Jean!

"Yannis, I know you hate Jean but she's a member of the Soan family now. She has a hot temper and is strong-willed. If she offended you, it's her fault. However..."

Before Eric could finish his words, Madam Guant snorted and said, "Then, why don't you think about why I hate her so much? Back then, she sent someone to steal my daughter who I carried for 10 months. Even after that, it wasn’t enough for her. During the years, she’d always oppose me. I sent Yandel to find Rainie, but she cruelly sent people to Florence who wanted to kill Rainie. Eric, this vicious woman is more important to you than your biological daughter?!"

"What are you saying? Jean sent someone to kill Rainie?"

Yannis felt very discouraged toward Eric. She had hatred, but she smiled, feeling bitterly disappointed. "Jean is a member of the Soan family, but wasn't I a lawful daughter-in-law for them? Eric, how can you and Jean be so evil? I was really blind back then and my heart was far too bewildered until I married someone like you!"

Yandel's eyes were frozen and he did not want to speak more with Eric. "Yale, send the guest away!"

"Yes, second young master."

Yale made a pleading gesture to Eric. "Mr. Eric Soan, please."

Eric frowned and looked at his cold, untalkative son. "Yandel..."

When he was about to say something, Yandel already opened his mouth to interrupt him. "I've spared Jean before. She should blame herself for deciding to face a gun’s muzzle again."

"But after all, she's..."

Yandel's black eyes stared at Eric sharply. He said slowly, "She's your wife, but she has nothing to do with me and my family. Mr. Eric Soan, I think I've made it clear enough before that the father-son relationship between us has been severed."

"Yandel, I..."

"Yale, send the guest away!"

...

After Eric left, Heaton's dark eyes stared at Verian deeply.

Being stared at by him, Verian felt frightened. "Why are you looking at me like that? Do I have dirt on my face?"

"Why didn't you tell me that you were nearly murdered in Florence?"

Verian's heart skipped a beat as she hurriedly smiled and explained, "Wasn't it 'nearly'? I'm fine now, aren't I?"

Heaton flicked her forehead hard, making Verian groan in pain.

"You also know it was a near-death incident! And you dare to leave home on your own next time?"

Rubbing her forehead, Verian muttered in a low voice, "I don't. Can you stop flicking my forehead every time? You’re even doing it in front of so many people, I also want to be respected..."

The more she talked, the lower her voice went.

"That's how you’ll remember this lesson."

Xylean looked at them and became absent-minded. She suddenly recalled that seven years ago, the way she got along with Yandel was also as good as them. However, now... She became arrogant in front of Yandel, and Yandel was also too cautious in front of her because he owed her. They were both not acting the way they used to in their memories.

Her eyes became depressed.

Yandel also noticed Xylean's mood change and wanted to divert her attention, so he said to Heaton, "Even though Jean took action in Florence, she didn't hurt Rainie. You don't have to worry."

Verian echoed his words. "Yeah, I was very scared then but brother arrived in time. It was threatening but not dangerous."

Suddenly, Xylean said, "Auntie, I have an interview this afternoon. I'll come visit you next time."

"Leannie is about to go? I was thinking you could spend more time with me."

Smiling faintly, Xylean said, "Auntie, I'll come see you again next time. I'm back in South City now so I can come see you often in the future."

Madam Guant exhorted her. "Then you have to keep your word. Don't let me be unable to see you for a long time."

"Sure."

Sending a signal to Yandel with her eyes, Madam Guant said, "Yandel, escort Leannie."

Xylean hurriedly refused. "Auntie, there's no need for that. My interview place is not far from here."

"You're a girl. It's not safe. What company is it? Do you want Yandel to go with you? Nowadays, there are a lot of traps in those small companies. You're still young and easy to deceive. Why don't you go work at Yandel's company?" Madan Guant suggested.

Yandel did not let go. He took some cash from his wallet and stuffed it into her hand. "I know that you don't want to have lunch with me. Remember to have lunch even if you're alone."

Xylean looked at the cash in her palm as her small hand squeezed it.

She was not made of stone. Every time Yandel treated her well, she would soften a little.

Biting her lips, she stretched her hands to grab Yandel's shirt collar, pulling his head down and kissing his thin lips very quickly.

Yandel did not have time to enjoy the kiss’ aftertaste before Xylean had already turned around and ran a distance.

She would only treat this as interest for the money he gave her.

Thinking about it that way made Xylean feel much better.

Perhaps, she would feel much better if she only had a physical relationship with Yandel and not a heart-to-heart one.

Standing at the hospital entrance, Yandel looked at the girl's back. His furrowed eyebrows finally relieved slightly.

No matter what method he had to use, he would make Leannie forgive, accept, and acknowledge him slowly.

Even if there might be no end to this journey.

He had to pay for the mistakes he made.

....

Yandel and Heaton went straight to the dark room.

Jean's hands and feet were tied to a chair, and her mouth was sealed with black tape. As soon as Yandel removed the black tape, Jean spit saliva at him.

"Yandel Soan! If you don't let me go soon, my husband and son will call the police!"

Yandel looked at the dirty spit on the back of his hand and wiped it carefully with a handkerchief. He frowned heavily. "Your dear son is eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling out there. Will he care whether you live or die?"