Her Billionaire Husband

Chapter 585 Display of Affection

“That’s fine.” Matthew shook his head, stood up, and picked up his jacket from the coat stand before heading out. A confused head of the PR department stammered, “President Kings, then I… Huh? President Kings?”

There were still things he wanted to say. Unfortunately, Matthew didn’t give him the chance as he left the office without even looking back, holding his jacket in his hands.

He was in the hospital ward carrying a bag in less than thirty minutes. After he placed the bag on the bedside table, he gazed at Veronica affectionately.

Veronica was leaning against the bed’s headboard and had her laptop on her lap as they met each other’s eyes. Then, they smiled and didn’t mention what happened on the Internet.

“I brought you a dessert.” He presented a tiramisu to her and said, “I know you like this, so I asked the chef in One Piece Restaurant to make it for you.”

“Isn’t the chef in One Piece Restaurant only serving Western food?”

“Who says that a chef like that can’t prepare dessert?” He opened the box with relish, then held the fork and wanted to feed it to Veronica, but she snatched it from him.

myself. I’m just here due to my

teasing, he lifted his hand and knocked on her forehead. “What nonsense

fork, and cut out a piece of tiramisu. Just when she wanted to stuff it in her mouth, she caught sight of Matthew with a look of anticipation at her trying out the food, and she passed the tiramisu to him. “You can

composing the content of the post, she couldn’t help but recall the pieces of the past. Then, while she was writing, she realized that he

of this, she felt utterly guilty

for you,” he said in a

wasn’t an exaggeration that

“You won’t eat it even

you do it,” he pointed out with

way that

forward to get closer to him. Then, at lightning speed, she pinched his cheeks and stuffed the tiramisu on the fork into his mouth. “Will this

anticipated. Therefore, he frowned as he pulled her into his arms and leaned down for a kiss, sharing the dessert with her

correct

brows knitted slightly as she put on a disgusted look, but she unwittingly licked the dessert from her lips. “Hey, Matthew Kings, you’re so gross,” she said in feigned