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

Matthew in the dining room, she stretched and walked over to him. “What tasty food are

you?”

was only a glass of milk and sandwiches for one on

stared at

dare he make food only for

before picking up the

headed into the kitchen, whereupon she saw two hard–boiled

asked, “Where did you get the

open so early in the morning, but the oatmeal she was

there was no way someone like Matthew would stoop to buying

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

course, she understood his meaning, Keep your mouth

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 best

table in the penthouse wasn‘t particularly large, she only had to lean forward slightly to hold out the

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

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

spoon, preparing

that moment, Matthew caught hold of Veronica‘s wrist and leaned forward to eat the

were cultured and refined. Even his chewing

he let go of

moment. “Aren‘t… Aren‘t you a clean

was so surprised that her

used to

“Getting used

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 dinner table every day. Don‘t you think I‘ll need to

she said

undoubtedly come a point 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 be no different from

why his

head

the oatmeal, he answered calmly, “It‘s

unhappily before sneering. “Rich people really have too much good food. I can‘t believe you‘d call such delicious oatmeal okay.