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 by

over to him. “What

you?”

only a glass of milk and

she stared at him.

food only

up the sandwich

saw two hard–boiled eggs and a serving of nutty banana

asked, “Where did you

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

no way someone like Matthew would stoop to

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

she understood his meaning, Keep your

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

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

in the middle of chewing his sandwich to look at her with a complicated gaze. As

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

spoon, preparing to put

at that moment, Matthew caught hold of Veronica‘s

Even his chewing motions were

he let go

long moment. “Aren‘t… Aren‘t you a clean freak? Did you really put something with my saliva on it into your

that

used to the idea,” Matthew

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

said after

the same platter. Once that happened, Matthew would likely be eating

his explanation seemed

she tilted her head at him and asked expectantly, “Well? What do you

he answered

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