Bumpkins Rich Handsome Husband

Chapter 68

As Matthew sat opposite Veronica, he studied her face. Even though a night had passed, he wasn’t used to the change in the situation.

“Why are you staring at me?” As she ate, she glanced at him and started touching her cheeks. “Is there something on my face?”

Slowly, Matthew lowered his head and looked at his phone without saying anything.

Although Veronica pouted at his lack of response, she simply continued eating. Then, she jerked her head up and stared right at him. “You… Are you planning to make a move on me?” Once again, she felt her face up. “You like Tiffany. Do you think of me as her now?” Coming to a ‘sudden understanding,’ Veronica picked up a throw pillow and covered herself with it, acting like she was guarding herself against him before feeling her body up and down. “What did you do to me last night, you b*stard? Tell me honestly-does my a*s hurt because of you?”

At that sentence, Matthew paused in his actions and looked up at her with incredulously lifted eyebrows and a scowl.

Was he someone so shameless in her eyes?

“Put down your food and get lost.”

He didn’t bother explaining himself to her; he only threw a lofty sentence in her face without hiding his anger.

“What?” Completely not expecting his response, she paused before musing to herself doubtfully, Did he really not lay a hand on me?

Veronica didn’t know whether to believe him or not.

After thinking about it for a bit and being unable to find any traces of him lying, she laughed sheepishly. “I’m only kidding. Just kidding.”

With that, she put away the pillow and was about to continue eating.

However, before she could touch the spoon again, Matthew took away her half emptied bowl.

“Huh? Hey, give me back my oatmeal!” She reached out for him but was only able to snag the hem of his shirt. “I was only joking. Don’t take it seriously.”

Stone-faced, he turned to look at her out of the corner of his eye. “Let go of me.”

“I won’t!”

do not wish to

spoiling me? Haven’t you

clung to the hem of Matthew’s shirt and pleaded with him to the best

gained a position as his god-sister, she noticed that his behavior toward her had changed quite a bit, perhaps because he was afraid of Elizabeth or because she saved Elizabeth. At any rate, he

was the reason Veronica was no longer

was sure he wouldn’t actually

a spoiled child in front of him, Matthew felt inexplicably pleased. “Aren’t you afraid

have? I have a good-looking face, but no merits apart from that. You would never be into me. Besides, if you touched a single hair on my head, I would only tell your grandmother you’re into incest!” As she spoke, she stood up and rounded him to

wrapped his

thin clothing as it was the middle of summer, they

met his gaze. “What

leaned in to murmur hoarsely into

so-called ‘before that he was referring to was

blew against the fine hair in the crook of her neck, tickling her skin and making

the past but now, you’re my brother, and it

didn’t want to be his sister,’ she had to make proper use of the shield she had

it

would be foolhardy of her to respond to his

away with a smile that she

to look at her where she sat. To his astonishment,

what she looked like when she blushed before. It was because she had been

corners of his lips couldn’t help turning up at the color on her cheeks now. “Slow down.” he

down with his legs crossed, picking up a magazine to read in

Veronica nodded and fed another spoonful into her mouth. As she lifted her head to talk to him, she suddenly realized something. “You’re holding it the wrong

to look and sure enough, his magazine was upside

but he recovered his