Bumpkin's Rich Handsome Husband

Chapter 84

“Well, that‘s what happens when you drink too much. You don‘t have a good alcohol tolerance, so don‘t drink so much in the future, okay?”

Since Veronica was staying at Matthew‘s place, she was somewhat nicer to him now.

Inclining his head, he answered, “Okay.” After going to sit down behind the desk, he asked, “Did I do anything after I got drunk?”

“Do anything?” she echoed. Recalling the kiss he had forced upon her the moment she entered the door, she said, “Don‘t tell me you forgot who helped you to your room.”

In response, he lifted a hand to rub his nose while thinking about it in apparent seriousness. “Vaguely… I remember it was… Tiffany.”

“Oh” Veronica drawled before nodding. “That‘s fine, then.”

From the look of things, Matthew had mistaken her for Tiffany.

If that was the case, he was still someone she could rely on.

For as long as Veronica could rely on him, she would, since she would be able to save up her money while guaranteeing that she slept safely every night. After all, in the coming days, the Larsons would no doubt try their best to get rid of her.

As long as she was alive, her foster parents would be just fine.

Veronica was certain that, now that she was Elizabeth‘s god–granddaughter, the Larsons would not dare to lay a hand on her foster parents.

Of course, if she died, she would not be able to guarantee her foster parents‘ safety.

That was why she fully intended to stay alive–just to spite the Larsons!

Back in the present, after closing the door of the study after her, Veronica retreated to her bedroom and played with her phone for a while before finally falling asleep at 4 AM

The next day at 7 AM, Veronica woke up.

As she left the bedroom after washing up, she smelled something delicious in the air.

It was the aroma of tasty food.

betrayed her

Matthew in the dining room, she stretched and walked over to him. “What tasty food are you eating and why didn‘t you

you?”

a glass of milk and sandwiches for

stared at him. “Where‘s

food only

before picking up the

saw two

out into the dining room, she sat down opposite him and asked, “Where did you get the food from? I didn‘t know anyone delivered

so early in the morning, but the oatmeal she was eating didn‘t seem

there was no way someone like Matthew would stoop to

sharp, unhappy glare, he said, “If you

understood his meaning, Keep

help sighing, “Ah–it‘s fantastic. It‘s so delicious. Would you like to try some?” She scooped up a

particularly large, she only had to lean forward slightly to hold out the

a moment, Matthew paused in the middle of chewing his sandwich to look at her with a complicated gaze. As their eyes met,

“Oh–you‘re fastidious

spoon, preparing to put the oatmeal into her

at that moment, Matthew caught hold of Veronica‘s wrist

his

then, he let go

time, Veronica was the one to pause for a long moment. “Aren‘t… Aren‘t you a clean freak? Did you really put something with my saliva on it into your

that her

simply getting used to

stupidly, she repeated, “Getting used to… the

her a disdainful glance. “Once Grandma announces your identity to the outside world on her birthday, you‘ll be moving into the Kings Residence. When that happens, we‘ll have to share a dinner table

she said

would be helping themselves from the same platter. Once that happened, Matthew would likely be eating the same food Veronica‘s cutlery touched, anyway, which would be no different from him eating something with her saliva on

was why his

head at him and asked expectantly, “Well? What

oatmeal, he answered calmly,

much good food. I can‘t believe you‘d call