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

she stretched and walked over to him. “What

you?”

a glass of milk and sandwiches for one

she stared at

make food only for himself?

before picking up the sandwich and elegantly

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

sat down opposite him and asked, “Where did you get

restaurants would open so early in the morning, but the

someone like Matthew

he said, “If you don‘t

understood his meaning, Keep your mouth shut while you‘re eating!

it. Of course I want it. I‘ll shut up 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 a spoonful and held it up to Matthew‘s mouth. “It‘s the

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

chewing his sandwich to look at her with a

came to her senses, “Oh–you‘re fastidious about

the spoon, preparing to put the oatmeal

hold of Veronica‘s wrist and leaned forward

cultured and refined. Even his chewing motions were enviably elegant and

then, he let

was the one to pause for a long moment. “Aren‘t… Aren‘t you a clean freak? Did you really put something with

was so surprised that her jaw nearly fell

getting used to the idea,” Matthew answered

stupidly, she repeated, “Getting

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 dinner table

true,” she said after some

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

his explanation

tilted her head at him

oatmeal, he answered calmly,

unhappily before sneering. “Rich people really have too much