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.”

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

 I went to the Kings Residence the day before yesterday, Grandma said we hadn‘t met for a month as soon as she saw me. But in reality, we‘ve not seen each other for over 527

 this up

on Veronica’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

Elizabeth. She seemed to be alright; after exchanging a few pleasantries with him, she hung up. When the car slowly reached the downtown area, Matthew suddenly asked, “What are you going

shop on the roadside, she said to Thomas, “Mr. Ritter, could you pull over to the side

Miss Murphy,” Thomas replied, before turning the steering wheel and pulling over

Matthew. Then, she opened

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, Mr. Ritter.

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

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,

lips twitched as he sat in the driver’s seat while looking at the tea egg

When he looked up at Matthew, who was sitting in the back 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 want to have breakfast there?” Having worked for Matthew for a dozen years, he knew very well that Matthew never ate street foods and found them unhygienic and lacking in

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 have had to

in his mouth, Matthew 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 took back the tea egg and the soy milk. “It’s good to eat something

bag, took a bite of the tea egg, and chewed it

flavored with spices, smelled even more appetizing and tasted even better

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