Bumpkin's Rich Handsome Husband

Chapter 125

In a moment of desperation, Veronica put out her right hand to shove Matthew away, only to gasp in pain as she shoved him too hard. “Hiss... Ouch…”

Sensing that something was wrong, Matthew let go of her and switched on the movie room‘s lights right away. Only then did he notice that Veronica‘s sleeve had been stained with blood. In an instant, his face darkened with a frown, and he looked at her with a complicated look in his eyes. “Sorry.”

Veronica was somewhat startled by Matthew‘s unsolicited apology. She never expected that the man who considered himself superior to everyone else would take the initiative to apologize to her one day. However, before she could come to her senses, the man had turned off the screen mirroring on his cell phone, turning off the video that was inappropriate for kids. Then, he took her hand, saying, “Come on. Let me bandage your wound.”

Peeved, Veronica shook off his hand right away. “I‘ll treat my wound myself.“. Storming barefoot out of the movie room in a huff, she found the first–aid kit in the living room and began to treat her lacerated wound.

Walking out of the movie room, Matthew felt guilty when he saw Veronica sitting on the sofa and clumsily untying the bandage around her right arm with her left hand. Coming to her side, he sat down, held her right arm, and helped her untie the bandage around it.

Veronica struggled. “I‘ll do it myself. Just let go,”

However, Matthew chided softly, “Don‘t move!”

Immediately, Veronica fell silent, letting the man wipe the blood off her wound before he applied medicine to the wound and bandaged the wound deftly at one go. During the entire process, she silently watched the man, who was completely absorbed in what he was doing. It wasn‘t until he finished bandaging her wound that she said, “It‘s getting late. I‘m going to sleep.” With that, she stood up, returned to her room angrily, and slammed the door shut with a loud bang,

Sitting on the sofa, Matthew clutched the bandage in his hand while gazing at the tightly closed door, his feelings incredibly mixed.

Instead of coming out to watch TV as before, Veronica lay in the bedroom the whole time tonight.

he didn‘t see her coming out

door open, only to be surprised to find that the

door, the man was startled for a moment. Then, he took out his phone to call Veronica. She didn‘t answer the phone when

“Where are you?”

she had thought that Matthew would restrain himself after Elizabeth had acknowledged her as her god–granddaughter. However, it turned out that she

found a small one–bedroom apartment online with a monthly rent of 2,000. She spent the morning renting the apartment for a year and buying daily supplies, using up most of

was already 10:00AM when everything was done. Exhausted, she lay down on the living room sofa wearily without moving

her cell phone rang on the table. She darted a look at the phone‘s screen, which showed an incoming call from an unfamiliar phone number. She picked up the phone and answered the call, saying, “Hello.

that sounded somewhat familiar spoke on

“Yes, it‘s me.”

found you at last. Veronica, it‘s me, Yvonne. Where

they parted ways last time. She got to know Yvonne by accident after hiding in the latter‘s car and getting kidnapped abroad with her for

with Yvonne, whose identity and background she found 100 mysterious and unfathomable. Giving Yvonne a nearby address, she said,

there right away,”

Cafe on Pines Street. Then, she ordered a cup of coffee while waiting for Yvonne on the

in her usual style, she wore a waisted, irregular white vertical–striped suit, which was matched with a belt, a pair of black pants, and high heels. Her long hair

her cup of coffee and took a sip from it. Looking at Yvonne with a puzzled look in her eyes, she asked, “What makes you think of contacting me all

didn‘t I? Just give me a minute while I order a cup of coffee first. I‘m quite thirsty,” Yvonne said while waving to the waiter. “Waiter, give me

necklace Yvonne had previously exchanged for hers before placing it on the table. “This