Bumpkin's Rich Handsome Husband

Chapter 103

li was 8:00AM the next day when Veronica regained consciousness. Besides Melissa, Maithew was also in the room; the two had kept watch over her the entire night.

Veronica came round and opened her eyes, only to feel a little weak all over.

Seeing that she had regained consciousness, Melissa cried out, “Veronica! You‘re awake at last!”

Matthew immediately stood up, walked over, and put a hand on Veronica‘s forehead. Seeing that her fever had gone down, he asked, “How are you feeling?”

“How did I get back here?” Veronica asked subconsciously, before raising her wounded hand as her wrist hurt.

“You didn‘t come back even by midnight, so Matthew went searching for you with his men.” Melissa sat next to Veronica, her eyes red with hurt. “Luckily, you‘re alright. Otherwise, I‘d feel very sorry toward you.”

Born in a wealthy and distinguished family, Melissa was usually arrogant and domineering. However, she was crazy about Matthew, and Veronica, who was on friendly terms with him, could help her date him, so she liked Veronica very much as well. Despite her domineering disposition, beneath that flamboyant exterior, she was a kind-hearted person.

When Veronica recalled the masked man yesterday, her eyes darkened. “Did he bring me back?”

“Was there anything wrong?” Matthew sensed that something was amiss. He asked, “Who treated your wound?”

“Me. I did it myself,” Veronica replied.

assumed that Veronica had done the same while going up the mountain last night. It was just that she collapsed near the steep mountain slope, so he thought she might have dropped her dagger

alright.” Matthew‘s heart was finally put at rest when he saw that Veronica was fine. He said, “Just rest well for the next few days. You don‘t have to take part in the rest of

Veronica felt

chicken stew to nourish Veronica‘s health. In the afternoon, the warmhearted villagers came to visit her, bringing things like eggs, fish, chickens, ducks, and geese with them. After

which time Melissa followed her around and attended to

man walking past the other side of the pond with his stick, she yelled, “Hey, you! Stop right there!” Laying aside the stick she was using to fish for crayfish, she stood up and trotted to the other

stooped without looking at Veronica. He merely rolled up his sleeve and pointed at the bruises and grazes on his arm. “I–I fell down the slope while hurrying down the mountain to get somebody to save you

up his left sleeve to reveal the bruises on his left arm, she decided to believe his story. “Alright. I thought you had ungratefully run away.” She finally cast aside the displeasure that had been building up inside her over the past few days. Then, she said to the man, “Let‘s go and fish for some crayfish. We‘re

about the masked man‘s family, Veronica learned that he was less than 30 years old. Since he was still young, he

sake of formality, so there was no way she could do any work. With plenty of free time on their hands and

masked man refused

“Aw, come on let‘s go! I‘m not good at crayfish fishing, so I only managed to catch

crops and worked in fields, so they weren‘t interested in crayfish at all. Because of that, there was an overabundance of crayfish in the pond near the doorway and in the village fields, making it very easy for them to fish

great time, the masked man fished for crayfish by the pond without saying a

down beside her with the dagger in his hand already aimed at her neck. However, recalling how the lady had gotten poisoned in order to save him, he put his dagger away and went down the mountain in the end. One‘s life or death was predestined,

masked man left before Matthew came. Veronica

Quincy and the few others, they began prepping the crayfish and peeling garlic to make crayfish with garlic. Cooked using the earthen stove in the rural village, the crayfish

took a stroll in the village, while Matthew and