Bumpkin's Rich Handsome Husband

Chapter 100

Matthew didn‘t answer Veronica. He only felt that what she had said just now was full of holes, not least because the Larsons were directly related to her previous kidnapping. He wasn‘t interested in this matter back then, nor did he want to get to the bottom of it, but now… he really wanted to know what had happened.

After a while, Veronica got bored with sitting around, so she returned to the village chief‘s home and lay down in bed to sleep.

Melissa was already asleep. She was probably in a good mood; even in her sleep, she seemed very happy with a smile on her face.

Veronica didn‘t know how long it took before she finally fell asleep. The next day, however, she was woken up by Melissa. “What did you do with Matthew last night? I waited for you at home for such a long time, but you never came back.” Sitting cross legged in bed with her chin in her hands, she stared inquisitively at Veronica, eager to get the answer from her.

“We went to watch the moon,” Veronica muttered with her eyes closed.

“What? You watched the moon with Matthew?” Melissa cried out involuntarily as bitter jealousy surged up within her.

Veronica‘s sleep was scared away at once by her shrill cries. Sitting up in bed, she glared angrily at Melissa, chiding, “Aren‘t you wasting your breath by saying that? You wanted me to help you ask him out, which I did. If I didn‘t make up an excuse to convince him that I really had something to talk to him about, how am I supposed to ask him out again in the future?”

“Oh, you‘re right. Uh, in that case… Why does he indulge your every whim? My brother and the others said he‘s indifferent, cruel, and merciless, but I can‘t help feeling that he‘s treating you very differently.” Melissa spoke her mind right away without reservation.

“Why do you think he‘s nice to me? Because his grandmother likes me and because I‘ll be his sister in the future, that‘s why.” Veronica prodded Melissa‘s forehead hard with her finger. Then, correcting the latter, she said, “Also, you‘re really blind. Which eye of yours sees him indulging my every whim?”

“Ouch! It hurts…” Melissa massaged her forehead, which ached from being prodded. She muttered, “The way I see it, he‘s very nice to you.”

with your eyes!” Having gone to bed late last night, Veronica was vexed when she saw it was only about five in the morning. After throwing back her quilt, she got out of bed

and his family

and greeted them one by one before washing up. After straightening herself up, she noticed that it

whereas the flowers and plants on the roadside were wet with beads of glittering dew. In the gentle breeze, dewdrops rolled down the leaves and fell into the soil. With singing birds, sweet–smelling flowers, and the

around the

where an ancient millstone still existed. Just when she felt curious about it, a limping man dressed in shabby clothes with a mask on his

at the stooping masked man, who was also looking at her. His copper mask covered his forehead down to his mouth, revealing only a pair of eyes

“Good morning, mister… Aaah!”

up and greeted the masked man cordially, only to be taken aback the instant he withdrew his gaze and turned to look at her. The man‘s frosty eyes seemed imperturbable, but they gave an eerie feeling, as

hobbled out of their sight with the aid of his stick that she beat

Veronica asked,

frank by nature, Melissa replied right away, “Hehe, I just

you‘d ask him out once more for free if I

find it in herself to loathe such an honest and frank lady when she saw how innocent and simple–minded she was. “Just

strolled around the village before returning

the whole day. Since Dawnpol Village was the outermost

them. As a result, Veronica was exhausted. Seeing how hardworking and capable she was, Melissa heaped praise on her. Furthermore, she attentively wiped Veronica‘s

being so nice to me? I‘m your father!” Consumed with jealousy, he detested Veronica even more. He couldn‘t help thinking

my bestie now. Since she‘s nice