Chapter 66

After she finished speaking, Veronica shot Matthew a sharp, cutting look.

Still seated on the couch, he frowned tightly and looked at her intently.

An… orgy?

He had no idea why she would say such a thing, but it was clear she had misunderstood him completely.

Sitting up, he scooched to the center of the couch and tapped the butt of his cigarette against the ashtray. No longer could he be bothered to stop her from drowning her sorrows in alcohol.

 

And so, Veronica carried a few bottles of wine over to the table and began drinking by herself.

Glass after glass she downed.

 

As she drank, she cursed him out. “You’re a son of a b*tch. How could I have fallen to this point if it wasn’t for you? I hate you.”

Polishing off the glass, she poured herself another. Pointing at Matthew, she hiccuped before threatening, “I’m going to drink all of your wine and I’m going to make you go broke. You’re a d*chebag, just like Tiffany. You’re shameless and despicable capitalists who will stop at nothing to achieve your goals. I hate you. I hate you…”

Even though she reeked of alcohol and had drunk so much that her entire face was red, Veronica still persisted.

With a thunderous expression, Matthew snubbed his cigarette butt out in the ashtray before standing up and taking her wine bottle away. “I’ll take you to rest.”

Even though she hadn’t told him what on earth had happened, he knew she wasn’t in a good mood.

That was why he allowed her to vent her anger.

However, it wasn’t good for her to be drinking so much so early in the morning.

“I..Hic! I don’t want to.”

Ignoring her protests, he picked her up into his arms and headed toward the bedroom.

Although Veronica was leaning against his chest, she struggled restlessly, kicking her feet and smacking him in the chest relentlessly with her hands. “Put me down, you b*stard! If you touch me again, I’ll… I’ll castrate you!”

his gaze darken and he narrowed his

silently into the bedroom, not

bed, Veronica raised a hand and mimed holding a glass. “Come, another drink! A toast to you, Matthew Kings.” Closing her eyes, she mumbled, “Cheers to you being impotent for the rest of your life. Cheers to your children and your grandchildren. Ha! Your

finally fell. With a flip of her body, she hugged

waist, he tugged at the collar of his shirt with

D*mn her

he could tolerate

wanted to pounce on her and punish her severely by showing her whether he was truly

heard the sound

glanced down at her trembling figure on the bed and listened intently, only to discover that she was

Her sobs were soft.

he could feel the softest corner of his heart clenched, suffocating him and making his chest cavity

was utterly

that Veronica was crying with her eyes shut. Thus, he pulled out

matter?” he asked, his voice

he reached out to rub her back with

hold of him and crying all over his shirt. “The Larsons are such bullies, Mom! The b*stard Matthew is such a bully as

Mom

she could no longer tell who

“Don’t cry.

was

could see this scene, he would be so

man who never treated

am, I’ll be hurt. They’ll hurt

embrace, Veronica

to fall

finally quieted did Matthew let out

he hadn’t complained about her sniveling

time, he

through her fine strands. As he studied her devastatingly beautiful

landed on her mouth, and he took in the sensation of the soft, tender petals

completely unaware of this unintentional act, in which Matthew was stoking his own fire and causing his own body to become

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