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 by

she could see Matthew in the dining room, she stretched and walked over to him. “What tasty food are you eating and why didn‘t you

you?”

was only a glass of milk and sandwiches for one

at

make food

up the

whereupon she saw two hard–boiled eggs and

him and asked, “Where did you get the food from? I didn‘t

but the oatmeal she was eating didn‘t seem to

no way someone like Matthew would stoop to

a sharp, unhappy glare, he said, “If

she understood his meaning, Keep your mouth shut

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

she only had to lean forward slightly to hold

with a complicated gaze. As their eyes met, each could see that the other had something

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

preparing to put the oatmeal into

caught hold of Veronica‘s wrist

Even his

then, he let go of her

a long moment. “Aren‘t… Aren‘t you a

that her jaw

getting used to the idea,” Matthew answered

“Getting used

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 get used

said after

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 him eating something with her saliva on

his

that just happened, she tilted her head at him and asked expectantly, “Well? What do

he answered calmly, “It‘s

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