Bumpkins Rich Handsome Husband

Chapter 92

“Matthew, wasn’t it your man who carried my luggage? Where is it?” Veronica furrowed her brows and questioned Matthew.

The man closed his umbrella and carefully buckled its belt before coldly glancing al her as he opened his thin lips. “I’m not related to you at all, so why should I help you carry your luggage?”

This guy is so petty. Her expression darkened as she rolled her eyes at him. He must have gotten angry when I introduced him to Quincy, but I didn’t expect him to be so petty.

“Fine, our friendship is now over.” She grunted coldly and said to Quincy, “Please wait here for me. I need to take my luggage and will be back shortly.”

After that, she turned around to retrieve her luggage. While walking past Matthew, she fiercely nudged his arm before dashing off.

As the road down the mountain was muddy, it was still too slippery and caused her to be extremely slow.

It was originally a ten-minute journey, but Veronica took more than twenty minutes to arrive there. When she had spent another twenty minutes to return, Matthew was the only one left as the others were gone.

She angrily placed her luggage on the ground before glaring at him to ask, “Where’s Quincy?”

“He said that you are too slow, so he left first,” he uttered coldly as he held his umbrella with one hand and rested the other hand in his pocket.

“Can’t you be nice to me?!” An exasperated Veronica rolled her eyes at him. This b*stard! Because of a few words that I said earlier, he left my luggage a few miles away and made me walk for almost an hour for nothing.

“I’m not related to you at all, so why should I be nice to you?” Matthew took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it up before silently smoking it.

After that, Veronica walked past him to move forward while carrying her luggage.

The road up the mountain was just as treacherous and their journey along the muddy road was made even more difficult by the earlier rainstorm.

Therefore, it was extremely exhausting for her to carry the luggage up the mountain.

After climbing up the mountain and standing at the peak, she lifted her head and realized that Quincy and the other two men were already on top of another mountain in front of her and Matthew.

She could faintly see their figures.

a grudge against Matthew, she angrily walked in

behind her, saw that she looked a bit tired and asked, “Do you need me to help you carry

not related to you, so I don’t want your

else. Then, he continued to silently follow her from

and slippery mountain road, so she was close to falling a few times. In the end, she was able

to support her,

looked at the steep road down the mountain as she was afraid of slipping later on. She was standing on a rock with arms akimbo while glaring at

that moment, their eyes

calm and relaxed while the

the luggage had been too heavy. It was already a miracle that she could carry it

she decided to ‘surrender’

one should look after their interests at all times, so she chose to throw in the

are my godbrother, why didn’t you help me all the way here? Do you really think I won’t tell Grandma about

 you just be nice to me? Serves you right for being single even when you are almost 30. I hope that you‘ll be lonely for the rest of

that so? Who was the one who told me earlier

it so seriously. Are you really that

head in a

la

is manne

“You…”

 b*stard! How dare you! Veronica took a deep breath and closed her eyes to

hereby apologize for what I said

and gave him

she made her third bow, Matthew grabbed hold of her chin and probed, “Do you really think I

 This woman is explicitly and implicitly praying for me to have an early death. Does she really think I can‘t

no such thing. I’m just bowing three times to you to show

submit to him for the time being, Veronica revealed a flattering smile, but it wasn’t sincere. That‘s right. I‘m bowing three times to show my sincerity to God so that a vile, nasty and shameless

of relationship do we have?”

at him and answered, “I’m sorry, bro. It’s my fault, alright? You’re my real brother, and

I guess I’ll have to stop finding fault