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

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

you?”

only a glass of milk and sandwiches

at him. “Where‘s

dare he make food only for

up the

headed into the kitchen, whereupon she saw two hard–boiled

and asked, “Where did you get the food from?

so early in the morning, but the oatmeal she was

no way someone like Matthew

he said, “If you don‘t want it,

she understood his meaning, Keep your mouth

shut up now.” With that, Veronica lowered her head to eat. However, she didn‘t get too far before she couldn‘t help sighing, “Ah–it‘s fantastic. It‘s so delicious. Would you like to try some?” She scooped up a spoonful and held it up

she only had to lean forward slightly to hold

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

she came to her senses, “Oh–you‘re fastidious about cleanliness. You definitely won‘t use a spoon I‘ve

spoon, preparing to put the oatmeal into

Matthew caught hold of Veronica‘s wrist and leaned

were cultured and refined. Even his

then, he let go of

you a clean freak? Did you really put something with my saliva on

surprised that her jaw

simply getting used to the

stupidly, she repeated, “Getting

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

said after some

themselves from the same platter. Once that happened, Matthew would

was why his explanation

just happened, she tilted her head at him and asked

he answered calmly, “It‘s

unhappily before sneering. “Rich people really have too much good food. I can‘t believe you‘d call such delicious oatmeal okay. Doesn‘t your conscience hurt to say