Bumpkins Rich Handsome Husband

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!”

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

in the end, he still strode silently into the bedroom, not bothering to argue with a drunken

mimed holding a glass. “Come, another drink! A

cursing him out and her raised hand finally fell. With a flip of

bed, Matthew was furious. With one hand on his waist, he tugged at the collar of his shirt with the other, all the while glaring

D*mn her!

miracle he could tolerate her

when he wanted to pounce on her and punish her

then, he heard the sound of

at her trembling figure on the bed

Her sobs were soft.

carried power, he could feel the softest corner of his heart clenched, suffocating him and

feeling was utterly

her eyes shut. Thus, he pulled out a

he asked,

reached out to rub her back

his shirt. “The Larsons are such bullies, Mom! The b*stard Matthew is such a

Mom?

no longer tell who he was because of

patiently, “Don’t

was

see this scene, he would be so shocked that his jaw would definitely

always been a cold man who never treated any woman tenderly. Yet,

can’t be good. If I am, I’ll

embrace, Veronica cried like she was made

cried, she finally began to fall asleep while still holding onto

quieted did Matthew let out

sniveling all over him. Perhaps that wasn’t what he was

time, he

he studied her devastatingly beautiful

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

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