Bumpkin's Rich Handsome Husband

Chapter 112

Veronica was stunned at the hug that came out of nowhere. She then began to wail as she pushed Mathew away. “Waa… Matthew, you motherless scum! Why are you doing this to me?! Don‘t you realize how miserable I‘ve been lately? What did I do in my past life to bump into you? If it weren‘t for you, I‘wouldn‘t have come across so much sh*t! Waaa… B*stard, you knew how much trouble I‘m in and you‘re still trying to scare me! I hate you! Waa…”

Ever since Veronica met Matthew, her peaceful life had slowly turned into chaos. Thinking about the bumpy roads and being at the brink of death, she could pass out from the pressure. She got even more terrified when she was being over–analytical toward Matthew‘s swiftly changing emotions. Thus, when the man suddenly embraced her, she thought he was only teasing her. As her frustrations imploded, she broke down like a lost child.

As her crying was too sudden, Matthew hastily peered at her and only went up to her after a while. He grasped her shoulder and caressed her cheek with his right hand, attempting to wipe the tears off her cheek with his thumb: “You look ugly when you cry.” She‘s so dumb, so dumb that it hurts...

Veronica gazed at Matthew with her soaked, reddened eyes. As she whimpered, Matthew had no idea how to comfort her. “Who are you calling ugly?!” She was exasperated.

“Okay, okay. I‘m the ugly one.” He brushed the tears off her cheek and pushed her into his arms with his right hand. His left palm caressed the back of her head as it fondled her hair. “Shh… Don‘t cry anymore.” This never–before–seen tenderness and indulgence he was displaying were seemingly etched into his very soul right now.

He was devastated by her sorrowfulness. Patting her back, he comforted, “I was simply going to look for some berries for you to eat.”

Feeling her sense of security recovering,

barely move with her high fever. After getting deserted by the masked man, she could only venture along the woods, barely walking as she dragged along her sick, hungry body. She even encountered a python that was ten feet long. If

given her fragile body, she

three days felt like a century

softly uttered, “For

terrible mood was lifted. Then, she opened her reddened eyes. “Thank you… brother.” Although she wanted to say his name instead of “brother,” she was touched by how his attitude toward her changed recently.

on her lengthy lashes, assuring, “Don‘t worry. As long as I‘m alive, I‘ll give whatever I have to keep Grandma happy.” She

mushrooms could grow on his face. The man‘s limited warmth was gradually ground away by her words. He slightly parted his lips and replied, “Then you better fulfill

the best way I can. Now go get me some berries.

uncle, who was currently overseas, and his power as well as influence. Before she departed to Almeida County, she had heard news about this uncle of his returning to Bloomstead. And his existence would be the greatest obstacle to Matthew to inherit the Kings Family‘s properties. That was the reason why Matthew would do anything to come and rescue her. To him, she was merely a pawn on the chessboard to please his grandmother, which would, in return. help him secure said “properties.” In

was determined how much of an opportunist Matthew was. To her, he would give anything