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!”

word ‘castrate’ hit his ears, Matthew felt his gaze darken and he narrowed his eyes at her, emanating anger

silently into the bedroom, not bothering to

the bed, Veronica raised a hand and mimed holding a glass. “Come, another drink! A toast to you,

out and her raised hand finally fell. With a flip of her body, she hugged the blanket to herself and fell asleep with

he tugged at the collar

D*mn her

miracle he could tolerate her yelling at him like

a moment when he wanted to pounce on her and punish her severely by

heard the sound

trembling figure on the bed and listened

Her sobs were soft.

of his heart clenched, suffocating

was utterly

out a few pieces of tissue paper and sat down

matter?” he asked, his

did so, he reached out to rub her back with his other hand, comforting

his

Mom

no longer tell who he was

“Don’t cry. There’s a

voice was

would be so shocked that his jaw

a cold man who never treated any woman tenderly. Yet, Matthew was now treating

If I am, I’ll

embrace, Veronica cried like

to fall asleep while still holding

did Matthew let out a slow

complained about her sniveling all over him. Perhaps that wasn’t what he was focused

long time, he held her as she

fine strands. As he studied her devastatingly beautiful face, he couldn’t help lifting a

her mouth, and he took in the sensation of

of this unintentional act, in which Matthew was stoking his own fire and causing his own

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