Bumpkin's Rich Handsome Husband

Chapter 693

Veronica felt that her life had been a poorly written comedy; it was pathetic. She sat on the bed until the night dawned, devouring the room with darkness. Remaining seated, she could feel the boat swaying slightly, but she did not feel dizzy.

Creak.

A stranger opened the door and walked into the room. She was stunned momentarily to see Veronica spacing out on bed before she wheeled around and left. Then, Veronica could hear her shouting, "Destiny. Destiny, the Young Lord is awake."

Following that was the sound of footsteps. Soon, Destiny and Crayson entered the room together.

"Hey, brat. You're up." After noticing the awakened Veronica facing toward the window on the bed without moving, he knew that something was wrong with her.

Reflexively, he glanced at Destiny, who stepped forward. "Veronica, how are you feeling?"

alone was enough to pierce an invisible knife deeply into her

Thomas?" she inquired indifferently like

to her side with his hands placed behind him. "I didn't tell you something, that outsiders are not allowed to enter the clan's territory.

feeble explanation. Veronica did not move

turned her head and landed her cold gaze upon him. The

all, he looked after her as

into the water?" she interrogated

this coming. "Ever since Matthew 'passed away', you haven't been in your right state of mind. That's why I added some drugs so that you can

didn't drive Thomas away while I was sleeping?"

him, giving him goosebumps all over his arms. He eventually shifted his gaze as he could not look into

was my idea. It has nothing to do with Mr.

barked Veronica. "I'm speaking to