Bumpkins Rich Handsome Husband

Chapter 2

living daylights beaten out of her. Not only that, but her body felt so sticky that she almost had a meltdown. She sat up and looked all around the bedroom. Matthew was long gone; there was a set of clean clothes placed on the head of the bed. She got out of bed and took a quick shower in the bathroom. Without bothering to remove her makeup, she walked out of the bedroom, wanting to find Matthew and ask for an explanation. However, when she walked out of the bedroom, she found an unfamiliar man sitting on the living room sofa. “I’m Thomas Ritter, Young Master Matthew’s personal secretary,” the man said, introducing himself before Veronica spoke. Seething with anger, Veronica swore angrily, “Where’s Matthew Kings, that *sshole? Is he gonna deny his responsibility after having his way with me and walking away?” *sshole? Thomas was astounded. Those who know nothing fear nothing, huh? Instead of arguing with her, he pointed at the box of pills on the table, saying, “My boss said you must either take the morning-after pill and get out of Bloomstead or die. Make the choice yourself, Miss Murphy.” He already knows my name! He must have done some background check, thought Veronica. Her heart did a complete somersault. Upon feeling how ruthless and unfeeling Matthew was, she was seized with terror. In an instant, all her cockiness was gone. She pursed her lips, asking, “Uh, I-I’d like to see Matthew. I saved his life, you know? How could he return my kindness with ingratitude?” Upon hearing her words, Thomas sneered in contempt. “Even I’m tired of listening to such a bad lie. Do you think my boss is gonna believe it?” “I’m telling the truth! That day—” “Miss Murphy!” Thomas ran out of patience. “You want it the hard way? Don’t blame me for being unpleasant with you, then.” Ding! Just then, the elevator door opened. At first, Veronica thought it was Matthew, but to her surprise, the one stepping out of the elevator was a silver-haired old woman who looked regal and poised from head to toe. Not only that, but she was accompanied by two servants. Thomas bowed to the old woman. “Good day, Old Mrs. Kings.” Elizabeth Hutchinson walked in and shot Thomas a glare. “What are you doing here?” “I’m just taking care of some private affairs on Young Master Matthew’s behalf, Old Mrs. Kings,” Thomas answered honestly. Elizabeth pointed at the box of morning-after pills on the table. “By ‘private affairs,’ do you mean you want to kill the Kings Family’s great-grandson?” Veronica was stunned. What? Great-grandson? When she followed Elizabeth’s gaze and saw the box of pills, she couldn’t help wondering if the

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