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.

stomach betrayed her by

Matthew in the dining room, she stretched and walked over to him.

you?”

was only a glass of milk and sandwiches for one

she stared at him.

he make food

he answered before picking up

the kitchen, whereupon she saw two hard–boiled eggs and a

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

way someone like Matthew would stoop to buying such

glare, he said, “If you don‘t want it,

she understood his meaning, Keep your

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

only had to lean forward slightly to hold out the spoon to

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

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

that, she withdrew the spoon, preparing to put the oatmeal into

hold of Veronica‘s

and refined. Even his chewing motions were enviably elegant and

let go

for a long moment. “Aren‘t… Aren‘t you a clean freak? Did you really put

surprised that her jaw nearly fell

getting used to the idea,”

repeated, “Getting used

the Kings Residence. When that happens, we‘ll have to

true,” she said after

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

was why his

her head at him and asked expectantly, “Well? What

the oatmeal, he answered calmly, “It‘s

Veronica‘s face fall, and she frowned unhappily before sneering. “Rich people really have too much good food.