Bumpkin's Rich Handsome Husband

Chapter 168

A few swarthy, muscular goons with stern looks on their faces began to approach Veronica. At a glance, she could easily tell that these skilled men harbored nothing but ill intentions.

She wanted to make a run for it, but the thought of currently being in her hometown, and possibly involving Tony, Daniella, or even her master, and putting them in harm‘s way stopped her.

So, she decided to quickly think of the next possible thing to do. Using her quick thinking, she pretended to be unaffected by their presence. “What‘s up?” she calmly asked.

For them to stop the car right in front of her could only mean one thing—they already knew who she was and where she lived. Running away was futile, at this point.

“Miss Murphy,” the man who seemed to be the leader of the pack called out. “We are here under Young Master Matthew‘s instruction. We will be escorting you back to

Bloomstead.” Unlike his polite tone, his eyes were chillingly threatening as they leered at her.

It was as if he was saying Veronica would be brought back no matter what.

“Didn‘t he mention the reason for wanting me back?” she asked again despite fully expecting Matthew to eventually force her back. She knew that the man still wanted to have his fingers wrapped around this ‘pawn‘ of his.

However, she had only returned home the day prior. She did keep her phone turned off from then on as she had planned to disconnect herself from the world for a few days, but she didn‘t think Matthew would come for her so soon.

Why is Matthew in such a hurry? Could something have happened back at Bloomstead? she wondered

“We are only following orders. We don‘t know the rest.” Like a machine void of emotions and thoughts, the man replied to her dully.

“Alright. Give me a moment. Let me pack my stuff and I‘ll be right back.”

Knowing better than to provoke the group of men and not wanting to worry her parents and master, Veronica eventually agreed to follow them back to Bloomstead.

My apologies, Miss Mu–” The man started 10 object, only to be cut off by an angry roar from Veronica. She knew exactly what he was going to say.

you think I can run away to? You goons even found the way to my home! I‘m warning you. My parents‘ health isn‘t at its best. They will surely be affected if they were to

pure rage burning on her face. After a while, the head of the group lifted his wrist, took a glance at his

before trotting back home to pack up what she needed. She then found Daniella who was currently cooking in the kitchen. “Mom, there is something that I need to take care of in Bloomstead. I have to leave now. Relay my message on to Dad too. I‘ll take my leave

the early hours of the morning, Tony was already out of the house, and

grease off her palms on the apron around her waist and held Veronica by her hands. “My child, you only just came back yesterday! What could

just Xavier. He…” She sputtered out the best excuse she could come up with at the moment, “He has appendicitis and is currently in surgery. I‘m worried about him, that is why

felt apologetic for using her friend to get herself out of the pickle. I‘m

could only blame herself for being tight with Xavier,

him then! But before that, why don‘t you bring him one of our village chickens as a token of your

isn‘t short on chickens. Okay! I really have to go now. Bye bye!”

to proudly bring a chicken back to Bloomstead. I was just a lie that Xavier had appendicitis after

thugs would spare her time to catch

scolded.

already hopping out of the house then, but she didn‘t forget to remind Daniella. “It is okay, Mom. I already called for a cab

a melancholy smile tugging on the corners of her lips. “That brat is really concerned about Xavier, huh? She must like him a lot,” she mumbled to herself before letting out a sigh.

then began to ache at the thought of her only

what she was currently worried about was only a lie Veronica could best come up

the other hand, Veronica sprinted her way to the vehicle waiting for her,

place and locked in as soon as they reached Twilight Condominium, where a

promptly plopped herself onto the sofa and checked her phone, only to see

if she had missed someone else‘s call, but to get

why would Matthew

some time to ponder the possible

voicemail both times, she lay down on the sofa and started to browse Twitter on

be one that went

she shot up from the couch and angrily banged her hand on the