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 her

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

you?”

milk

stared at

he make food only for himself?

up the sandwich

saw two hard–boiled eggs and a serving

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

but the oatmeal she was eating didn‘t seem to be

someone like Matthew would stoop

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

meaning, Keep your

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 best oatmeal I‘ve

particularly large, she only had to lean forward slightly to

his sandwich to look at her with a complicated gaze. As their eyes met, each

made her exclaim as she came to her senses, “Oh–you‘re

spoon, preparing to put the oatmeal

hold of Veronica‘s wrist

refined. Even his chewing motions were enviably elegant and

let go of her

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

was so surprised that her jaw

to the idea,” Matthew

stupidly, she repeated, “Getting used to… the

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

said after

point when they would be helping themselves from the same platter. Once that happened, Matthew would likely be

why his explanation seemed

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

he

and she frowned 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 hurt