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.

her stomach betrayed her by

over to him. “What tasty food are you eating and why

you?”

only a glass of milk and sandwiches for one on

stared at him.

dare he make food only for

he answered before picking up the

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

down opposite him and asked,

her knowledge, only mom–and–pop restaurants would open so early in the morning, but the oatmeal she

someone like Matthew would stoop to

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

Keep your mouth shut while

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

large, she only had to

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

withdrew the spoon, preparing

caught hold of Veronica‘s wrist and leaned forward to eat the

Even his chewing motions were enviably elegant

let

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

surprised that her jaw nearly

getting used to the idea,”

stupidly, she repeated, “Getting used to…

this point, he cut her a disdainful glance. “Once Grandma announces your 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

she said

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

his explanation seemed

happened, she tilted her head at him

oatmeal, he answered

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