Bumpkin's Rich Handsome Husband

Chapter 94

In this world, there were some things that did not have a rewind button once initiated.

It did not matter whether it was the Larsons who had provoked them first or if it was her own overestimation of herself that led her to retaliate, for it was already too late

for her to back out.

Her only worry now was her foster parents.

Failing to understand Veronica‘s thoughts, Matthew only figured from his own point of view that Veronica‘s only use for the Larsons now was as a bone marrow donor for Randy.

“I won‘t let you die.“.

The words came out of the man‘s mouth after a long period of silence.

Hearing his words, she was dazed for a short while before smiling. “You really treat Grandma well.”

What a filial grandson he was, she thought. Just because she knew how to humor and keep Old Mrs. Kings company, he would ensure that she would stay alive.

Even though Old Mrs. Kings was already at a ripe age, it would still be a long time before she could celebrate her centennial birthday, but she could still accomplish a lot during this period.

Both of them continued to remain inside the tent.

Although they were in an area with slight shelter from the wind, the billowing wind could still be clearly heard as it slammed into the tent mercilessly, making it shake since they were on the mountain top.

Since there was nothing to act as a distraction to pass the time, Veronica felt extremely bored as she kept tossing and turning. However, she just could not fall asleep

The space inside the tent was not gigantic, so Matthew could detect her every movement.

“Can‘t sleep?”

The man‘s genule yet hoarse voice emerged from the dark.

“Yup.”

Veronica had really struggled to fall asleep..

Ever since from eight o‘clock to ten o‘clock and ten o‘clock to twelve o‘clock, she had spent every agonizing second of it tossing and turning around.

“Did you also head to sleep at around four or five in the morning?”

trouble sleeping, Matthew then struck up

a close distance in this cramped space, he could almost smell

bag because her hair would sometimes smack his face while emanating the fragrant

at seven or eight.” Recounting the previous situation, she then made a simple deduction, “Maybe it was because I used to deliver goods all

no idea why she

turning to her side to sleep. However, her habit of pressing her legs against something made

her mouth twitched before she

reti

to be driven mad by

was uncomfortable for two people

some rest. I‘m going

yanked the

rolled in the tent

all the tossing and turning, she was still not drowsy, so

lentin defiar.

it was a bit cold, the windy weather outside was

a weather like this, mosquitoes would not be around as the wind would

top of a stone with a lit

him and looked at the stars above. “Whenever that was a power outage when I was a little girl during summer, my mom would fan me as I counted the stars. At that time, the stars were really bright and beautiful. It would be like looking at the

“Hey,

“No.”

a cigarette in his mouth, the man

out on a

climb trees, catch fishes and lobsters, and even stole my neighbor‘s watermelon

nothing better to do, she shared with Matthew all the interesting things about her childhood. He had quietly listened while

past at lightning speed until she finally grew tired and dozed off on

allowed her to lean in his embrace as he hugged her while gently

the cold wind blew on her hair and teased his

head to look at the stars. The numerous stars

her to be a

touch it, he discovered that the woman was actually drooling on

even though Matthew slightly frowned and had a solemn face, he couldn‘t resist

carrying her, he entered

interior of the tent was small, Veronica behaved like an octopus that tightly latched onto him and wouldn‘t relax her

through a torture session

way until morning.

day, Veronica woke up after a

he was already nowhere to