Bumpkin's Rich Handsome Husband

Chapter 397 Jealous Matthew

“What?” He pushed her away and glared at her. “What did you say?” “I said I’d like to see you next… I mean this year’s The Christmas S… Ow! What are you doing?” He flicked her forehead before she could finish. She covered her forehead and gasped in pain.

“I sang Dawn Breeze in last year’s The Christmas Show! The ninth performance! And you didn’t see me!”

“Huh? Oh um, sorry. I didn’t see you.” She laughed. Yeah, Matthew and his friends were standing right outside my door last Christmas. I was trying to deal with them, so of course I had no time for The Christmas Show.

At this moment, Larry’s phone rang. He took it out and sighed. “It’s from my manager. Great, she’s angry at me now. Goodbye.”

“Drive safely.” She waved him goodbye. Larry took the call. “Miss Quinton? Yeah, I’m on my way back. Right away.” He trotted back to his car and honked it to say goodbye, and he left.

She stood in the same spot, sighing. “Being an actor sure makes a lot of money, but man I feel sorry for him. He’s busy as a bee.” She went into the hotel lobby and made a beeline for the elevator. It was about one in the afternoon, and there were not a lot of people coming in. After she went into the elevator, a mysterious man in a windbreaker, cap, mask, and sunglasses came in.

walls and glanced at the man’s reflection cautiously. The elevator doors swung open, and she glanced outside before going out. As she walked down the corridor,

Tiffany? She leaned against the wall after she turned the corner, waiting for the mysterious man to show up. She kicked

that was a feint. She moved her leg downward and kicked his

wrapped his arm around her hip, then

her ass loudly, and she winced in pain, though she knew who he was right away. “You’re Matthew, aren’t you?” she asked and sniffed him. As expected, she caught a whiff of his familiarly special smell. Of course it was

tossed her onto the bed. Matthew closed in, asking, “Who is he?” He took his mask off along with his sunglasses and tossed them. He looked at the woman coldly, the

was here when he called me back at the restaurant. She naively thought he just wanted to have a little chat with her after she came back. She

raised her chin, his eyes narrowed and filled with anger. Veronica felt a chill run down her spine, and she was like a cat on hot

She pursed her

if you’re lying this time.” She just keeps fooling around. I have no idea who she really likes. He

thought he was being imaginative. She wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled. “You’re angry. Do you

pressing against hers, and he bit her lip. “Answer my question.” He