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

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

you?”

a glass of milk and sandwiches

stared at him. “Where‘s

make food only

up

into the kitchen, whereupon she saw two hard–boiled

down opposite him and asked, “Where did you get the food from? I didn‘t know anyone delivered so

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

Matthew would stoop to buying

said, “If you don‘t want it, you can

course, she understood his meaning, Keep your

get too far before she couldn‘t help sighing, “Ah–it‘s fantastic. It‘s so delicious.

wasn‘t particularly large, she only had to lean forward slightly to hold out the spoon to

with a

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

preparing to

caught hold of Veronica‘s

his chewing

then, he let go of her

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

so surprised that her jaw

to the idea,” Matthew

stupidly, she repeated, “Getting used

the Kings Residence. When that happens, we‘ll have to share a dinner table every day. Don‘t you think I‘ll need to

she said

a table meant there would undoubtedly come a point when they 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

his explanation seemed

that just happened, she tilted her head

he

face fall, and she frowned unhappily before sneering. “Rich people really have too much good food. I can‘t believe you‘d call such delicious