Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 537

On a dark rainy night.

Yanni was driving alone and he had driven to every single possible spot Sam might have been but she was nowhere to be found.

In the end, Yanni sat completely defeated in the flowerbed like a completely broken child.

‘Sammie… where exactly did you go…’

Rain was splashing onto his face, so much so that it had seemingly obscured his expressions as Yanni covered his face with his hands in a very depressed mood.

A black umbrella suddenly shielded him from the rain.

It seemed that Guin had followed him. She lowered her gaze to stare at the broken man as she asked, “Is Sam… really that important to you?”

Yanni did not answer her because he felt that she would never understand. He raised his buried face and said, “How do you know I’m here?”

Guin answered honestly, “I told you that I like you and I wasn’t joking. I’ve always cared about you.”

Guin was not lying. Since Sam had gone missing for a couple of days now, Yanni had pretty much exhausted all his power revenues within North City in the search for Sam. Thus, all Guin had to do was probe slightly to find out about this entire ordeal since Guin was the daughter of the Yellen family.

However, Yanni seemed to have no reaction toward her confession. He was currently drowning in despair of losing Sam so how could he even bother about her feelings anyway?

The man got up and strode toward his car. He said, “Don’t follow anymore.”

After Yanni left her with that cold remark, he got into his car, started the engines and immediately disappeared into the rainy night.

Although Guin’s finger had turned pale from holding onto the umbrella, she swiftly entered her car as well and started tailing the black Bentley in front of her.

Yanni returned to his mansion. The instant he arrived at his house, he did not bother to shower even after being completely soaked by rainwater. Instead, he took out a bottle of liquor from his bar, opened it and immediately started chugging.

Aunt Yen could not help but worry when she noticed how much of a mess Yanni looked as she said, “Sir, you’re completely drenched. You should take a hot shower or else you’d get sick.”

A hot shower? He felt no different from being dead right now so why would he be afraid of being sick?

Sam had left once again and this felt like his life had been completely drained away in an instant. He struggled so hard to live and endure all those years. Eventually, he finally got used to her absence. However, it seemed that the heavens above cared about him and had offered him a second chance in life because after Sam’s return, he once again felt happy, motivated and was not as dark as he used to be. However, just when he assumed he finally had the world in his hands, she left him once again.

This time, like before, he could not find her. Similar to ten years ago, he felt extremely helpless and he went looking for her like a mad man. It seemed that only by resorting to such methods of self-harm would he be able to numb the psychological pain he felt in his heart.

Another roar from an engine could be heard coming from the courtyard.

When Aunt Yen curiously walked over to the door to have a look, she noticed Guin getting out of her car and was striding toward the mansion in her high heels.

She stared at Yanni with teary eyes before clearly exclaiming, “What right do you have to hurt me when you know how unstable my heart was while feeling nothing in return? However, Sam is the one who hurt you so much and yet, your feelings toward her are still so heavy? So much so, you’d do absolutely everything for days on end just to look for her? Yanni Quain, you’ve never done that for me before. Why can’t you just like me?”

Yanni stared at her with a funny look as he said, “Oh Guin, don’t you change a boyfriend once every month? We barely dated for a month. That couldn’t even be considered as dating because that was only part of my plan in my pursuit of vengeance toward Heaton. You were only a pawn to me. So why do you still like me?”

Guin smiled as she replied, “Perhaps you’re right. The more you toy with something, the more you’d end up being toyed with. I once toyed with feelings and I think of feelings as nothing more than my amusement so that’s why I ran into you and I guess that was my karma.”

Yanni wanted to reach for his liquor bottle but Guin immediately smashed it on the ground. The bottle instantly shattered and liquor was spilled all over the floor, leaving behind a complete mess.

“Yanni Quain! Can’t you just wake up?! Even if you drink yourself to death right now, Sam wouldn’t return! She will have no idea even if you had drunk yourself to death!”

Yanni was behaving irrationally as if he had completely lost everyone. His dark eyes looked defeated as he calmly replied, “Even if I had drunk myself to death, it will have nothing to do with you. It doesn’t matter just what kind of a relationship we once shared. You have no rights to control me right now.”

The moment he was done saying that, Yanni took another bottle from his bar and immediately walked past Guin and went upstairs.

Guin started chuckling as she stood in her spot.

What exactly was she doing right now? Why did she care about a man who once hurt her anyway?

Empathy… her mother had once told her that when a woman started to empathize with a man, she would have already invested 80 percent of her life into that man.