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

room, she stretched and walked over to him. “What tasty

you?”

of milk and sandwiches for one on

she stared at

food only for

up the sandwich and

Veronica headed into the kitchen, whereupon she saw two hard–boiled eggs and a serving of nutty banana

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

her knowledge, only mom–and–pop restaurants would open so early in the morning, but the oatmeal she was eating didn‘t seem to be from

someone like Matthew would stoop

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

understood his meaning, Keep your mouth

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

the table in the penthouse wasn‘t particularly large, she only had to lean

to look at her with a

as she came to her senses, “Oh–you‘re fastidious about cleanliness. You definitely won‘t

the spoon, preparing to

hold of Veronica‘s wrist and leaned

cultured and refined. Even his chewing motions were enviably

let go of her

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

so surprised that her jaw nearly fell

used to

repeated, “Getting used

into the Kings Residence. When that happens, we‘ll

true,” she said after some

Matthew would likely be eating the same food Veronica‘s cutlery touched,

why his

head at him and asked

oatmeal, he

too much good food. I can‘t believe you‘d call such delicious oatmeal okay. Doesn‘t your conscience hurt to say