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!”

not wish to repeat

shouldn’t you be spoiling me? Haven’t you seen the

shirt and pleaded with him

bit, perhaps because he was afraid of Elizabeth or because she saved Elizabeth. At any rate, he was no longer

was the reason Veronica was no longer as timid toward

was as if she was sure he wouldn’t actually

child in front of him, Matthew felt inexplicably pleased. “Aren’t you afraid I’ll think of you

like you can’t 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 snatch the remaining half of her oatmeal back

Matthew wrapped his arms around her waist and

the middle of summer, they could feel

Veronica looked up and met his gaze.

He lifted an eyebrow and suddenly leaned in to murmur hoarsely into her ear, “What about before,

‘before that he was referring to was naturally the time

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

the past but now,

want to be his sister,’ she had to

before, she would consider it as him taking advantage

that meant it would be foolhardy of

with a smile that she didn’t feel and went to sit down

her absence from his arms, Matthew turned to look at her where she sat. To his astonishment, he discovered there was actually a hint

hadn’t seen what she looked like when she blushed before. It was

lips couldn’t help turning up at the color on her cheeks now. “Slow down.” he advised her. “There’s

to the couch and sat down with his legs crossed, picking up a magazine

her head to talk to him, she suddenly realized something.

made Matthew lower his head to look and sure enough,

his eyes, but he recovered his composure quickly and answered calmly, “I’m used