Her Billionaire Husband

Chapter 597 All of Xavier’s Memories

“In that case, who will pay for Melissa’s death?” He only had eyes for her, but her heart was filled with Matthew. Xavier raised his voice, feeling angered.

“So stop saying those dignified words. Your hatred has determined our relationship.” She strode forward. “Let’s go. I know a place that serves delicious pancakes.”

Veronica changed the subject, and the two never exchanged another word after that. After getting out of the parking lot, they walked east for about two hundred yards. A stall was already in business. Veronica walked in, then turned back to glance at Xavier. “What do you want to eat?”

“Whatever’s fine.” “Alright.” Veronica didn’t ask more questions as she said to the female vendor, “Two pancakes, two puddings, and two donuts, please.” “Coming right up! You are an early couple, aren’t you? Hahaha, come and have a seat.”

The vendor had seen Veronica having breakfast here before, but she rarely saw Matthew. That was why she thought Xavier was Veronica’s husband.

Xavier didn’t say anything. This was perhaps the relationship of his dreams. Meanwhile, Veronica couldn’t be bothered to explain.

If she told the vendor that he was a friend, the vendor might think that it couldn’t possibly be a simple relationship if the two got up at 5.00AM for breakfast.

At times like this, silence was the best option.

The two walked to a spot and sat down facing each other.

Veronica’s gaze subconsciously went to the vendor, who was frying up the pancakes. She began to recall something from the past.

she had offered to treat Matthew to breakfast, and after much

stalls or even Twilight Club, where millions would be spent. Because of that, Matthew held a grudge for the longest

one year, they had already

I thought you’d tell Matthew so that he could get hold

was a faint smile at the corners of his lips

good looks. Instead, it gave him

said it yourself; I have a

and added, “I don’t want to cause

wasn’t near, Veronica wouldn’t tell Matthew that she had met

were causing his shirt to tighten. It was proof enough that he was working hard to

was worried that if the two met, both would be considerably injured. In other words, it

“Here, pancakes for you.”

donuts. She

was exasperated at being misunderstood a second time, so she explained, “He’s my friend. He just

see. Hahaha… Sorry, I assumed too

awkward

Veronica smiled. “It’s okay.”

then.” The