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.

here due to

teasing, he lifted his hand and knocked on her

a glare, picked up the 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

post, she couldn’t help but recall the pieces of the past. Then, while she was writing, she realized that he had always been the one to ‘sacrifice’ himself for her

she thought of this, she felt utterly guilty and blamed herself for not being more

bought this, especially for you,” he said in a voice filled with adoration, shaking

it came down to it, it wasn’t an exaggeration that he wanted to spoil

furrowed her brows unhappily. “You won’t eat it even if

how you do it,” he pointed out with raised brows and

way that Veronica would

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

produce the result he anticipated. Therefore, he frowned as he pulled her into his arms and leaned down for a kiss,

correct way

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