Bumpkin's Rich Handsome Husband

Chapter 292

Chapter 292 Matthew Coughed Blood

Matthew’s visage darkened as he placed the phone on the table while trying to contain his temper.

“I’m not done yet. I’ll leave after you finish this.” Veronica lightly shook the apple in her hand before exclaiming, “Given the way you talked, I guess the accident wasn’t that serious anyway.”

Receiving no response, she quietly peeled the apple before giving it to him. “Here.”

The man stared at her coldly with his tightened brows before glancing at the apple. “I repeat, get out.”

“Matthew Kings, look what I just did for you. And what’s with that attitude of yours?” Then, she calmed herself down by reasoning that it was understandable for a patient to be in a bad mood. “Fine, I know you’re in a bad mood, I understand. I’ll feed you, how about that?”

Having said that, Veronica proffered the apple to him. He looked at her delicate and slim fingers that were adorned with manicured fingernails and the images of her hugging Xavier conjured in Matthew’s head.

In a split second, the heat ignited in him and he shoved her hand away. “Get out!”

The dropped apple rolled on the floor and Veronica felt the stinging sensation of pain on her hand.

were tinted red in rage as she looked at the fallen apple. After a moment of silence, she piped up, “Matthew

be appeased as she had no clue to the reason behind Matthew’s sudden anger, but there was one thing for sure—she did not owe him anything. Getting used to his terrible mood swings

of pique and the pointy edge plunged deep

brain. You can’t act like a child who throws tantrums all the time; it’s not like the

and slammed the door with a heavy thud, causing the brittle glass on it to shatter and scatter

and Ruka exchanged glances in confusion. What’s going on? She just went in for three minutes and came out so livid!

that he was genuinely angered by the recording she had shown to him

lifted a brow and smirked as things were going according to her

feet and trod into the room where the man she loved was resting. Now that he was

by distress and concern. “Veronica is just worried about you, so

could even finish her words. His brief order was enough

for a moment before she pursed

His sharp gaze was as frosty as the winter breeze, which could bite one’s skin and

make his hackles rise. “Okay. Just calm down. I’ll leave.” Clenching onto the hem of

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