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,

this cramped space, he

the same sleeping bag because her hair

wake up at seven or eight.” Recounting the previous situation, she then made a simple deduction, “Maybe it was because I used to deliver goods all day long and it was too exhausting for

why she was

side to sleep. However, her habit of pressing her

the corners of her mouth twitched before she immediately retracted her

reti

was really going to be driven

for two people to sleep in this

ahead and get some rest. I‘m going

up, Matthew yanked the zipper open before he

the tent to

turning, she was still not drowsy, so she

lentin defiar.

the windy weather

like this, mosquitoes would not be around as the

of a stone with a lit cigarette

was a power outage when I was a little girl during summer,

Veronica as she spoke. “Hey, Matthew, did you ever climb trees when

“No.”

a cigarette in his mouth, the

would‘ve missed out on a lot

on his shoulders. “Did you know? I used to climb trees, catch fishes and lobsters, and even stole my neighbor‘s watermelon once. In

to do, she shared with Matthew all the interesting things about her childhood. He had quietly listened while enjoying her stories

grew tired and dozed off

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

heart fluttered when the cold wind blew

his fingers, the man raised his head to look at the stars. The numerous stars paired with the big, bright moon made for a quiet and stunning scenery as he immersed himself within

legs slightly, he had only wanted for her to be

discovered that the woman

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

carrying her, he entered the

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

a torture session as

way until morning.

Veronica woke up after a sound

he was already nowhere to be seen inside