Bumpkins Rich Handsome Husband

Chapter 130

Veronica turned to look at Matthew with a meaningful look in her eyes. She lied, “I don’t know about that. Why don’t you call him and ask him where he is instead?”

Elizabeth sounded amiable. “Sigh, alright, alright. As for you, when will you be free to keep me company, young lady? It’s been a month since you saved me last time, yet I only got to meet you the day before yesterday. What makes you so busy every day?”

“In that case, I’ll go keep you company tonight, okay?”

“Okay, okay! It’s settled then.”

“Uh-huh. See you tonight, Grandma.” When Veronica hung up, she only felt that Elizabeth was somewhat strange today.

Noticing that something was wrong with Veronica’s expression, Matthew asked, “What’s wrong?”

Veronica shook her head without speaking while quietly waiting for Elizabeth to call Matthew. However, after waiting for a while, she didn’t see Matthew getting a phone call from Elizabeth. Didn‘t she say she was looking for Matthew? Why didn‘t she contact him? She couldn’t help but ask, “Uh, is your phone’s battery still good?” Elizabeth was supposed to have called Matthew if his phone hadn’t run out of juice.

“Yeah, it is.”

“Oh…” Veronica hung her head slightly and was deep in thought. Suddenly, she recalled something and asked, “When is Grandma’s birthday?”

“A month and six days later.”

“Which means, August 24.”

according to the date Matthew had just given her. Then, she recalled Elizabeth telling her that she would be celebrating

done anything to prepare for her birthday either. So does it mean that Grandma said the wrong thing last time? Also, when I went to the Kings Residence the day before yesterday, Grandma said we hadn‘t met for a

 this up

Veronica’s face, Matthew asked her,

a moment. However, seeing how serious Matthew looked with his eyes full of worry, she said, “Never mind, it’s nothing. Grandma was looking for you just now, so call her.” She couldn’t make wild guesses on something before there was evidence. I‘d better spend more time with Grandma

Elizabeth. She seemed to be alright; after exchanging a few pleasantries with him, she hung up. When the

she said to Thomas, “Mr. Ritter, could you

the steering wheel and pulling

for me in the car while I buy it for you,” Veronica said to Matthew. Then, she opened the car door and went directly to the breakfast shop on the other side of

minutes later, the woman carefully crossed the road while carrying the breakfast bags. After getting back into the car, she closed the car door. “Here’s your breakfast.” She handed a serving of breakfast to Matthew before handing another to Thomas. “You must be tired too,

plastic bag. The egg was already peeled, and its surface was covered in brown marble-like patterns. Aside from the egg, there was also a cup of soy milk. He frowned slightly with a hint of disgust in

buck, and the soy milk costs two bucks. I even bought a tea egg for Mr. Ritter. I’ve bought four dollars’ worth of breakfast for you both, which is good enough.” Veronica shot a glance at Matthew before lowering her head to eat the tea egg in her hand. Her heart aching terribly, she muttered, “Life isn’t easy, and it’s difficult

sat in the driver’s seat while looking at

seat, through the rearview mirror, he saw the latter looking down at the tea egg for a long time without laying a hand’ on it. “Young Master Matthew, we’ll arrive at One Piece Restaurant if we turn the corner ahead of us. Do you

eyes lit up, and she immediately snatched away the breakfast that Matthew had stared at for a long time. “If you had said earlier that we’re going to have breakfast at One Piece Restaurant, I wouldn’t

was used to eating all kinds of exotic food and different styles of breakfasts that were rich in nutrition. However, he never ate street foods like these. Despite his inner aversion, he stretched out his hand and

opened the plastic bag, took a bite of

flavored with spices, smelled even more appetizing and tasted even better than the tasteless boiled eggs that he

take a bite and savor the taste, Veronica couldn’t help being curious. “How is it? Does