Bumpkins Rich Handsome Husband

Chapter 275 Shortcut

Matthew eyed Veronica darkly as his lips pressed into a thin line. “So. We’ll be at an impasse until I give you what you want, is that it?”

He was one more push away from an outburst, but even so, he still spoke slowly and steadily. He was calm, much like how the seas and skies were before a storm, as if he was completely unaffected.

However, the more he behaved this way, the more anxious Veronica felt. She could sense that there was a fire burning in him, consuming him.

Nonetheless, she went on to add insult to injury as she drawled coquettishly, “You don’t have to sound like you’re forced into this. It’s not as if this is the first time you’ve tried to make me concede to you, right? Although…” She flashed him a captivating smile while her red scarf brought out a pink tinge to her flawless alabaster skin.

She looked as alluring as a poisonous poppy, but she was just as aggravating too.

He had fallen deeply for her, he realized grimly.

Having trailed off earlier, Veronica continued with wicked amusement, “I’ve never been one to run away in the face of fear, Matt, so do whatever you like. I promise I won’t tell Grandma about it, because I’m gracious like that.” As she said this, she reached up and pried his fingers off her scarf. She shrugged him off and turned to get out of the car. She slammed the door behind her and walked away without so much as a backward glance.

Left in the car with his insurmountable rage, Matthew clenched his fists and struck the steering wheel in front of him once, then pressed the heel of his palm into the horn several times, disrupting the winter serenity with several loud honks.

“Damn it!” he cursed aloud, then leaned back into his seat as he pinched the space between his brows. Out of nowhere, a sense of helplessness seized him.

He wondered if all these years of getting his way had corroded his reasoning mind, or if his affections for Veronica had clouded his judgment. Whenever she was around, he felt the need to subjugate her and make her accede without question.

However, his attempts to do just that had been to no avail, and he realized belatedly that her heart must be carved out of stone if she could stand up to him repeatedly, each time bolder than the last.

but not one woman? Why is it so hard for me to win her over? He had lost, re-grouped, and refined

could see Veronica’s proud figure walking ahead. He pinched his brows as he watched her leave, and there was no telling what he was thinking

leaving the car. As she kept up her pace, she held onto her phone and searched for nearby cars she could hail, but not a single driver was willing to pick her up. Worst still was the fact

she admitted as she looked

up the call when she saw Elizabeth’s name displayed on the screen. She felt quite odd receiving a call from

your master has been hospitalized after a

in her steps and turned around in disbelief. Sure enough, Matthew’s

to Cabot Town alone. I’ve already spoken to Matthew and told him

need for that, Grandma.

the rumors only started after word got out that you became my god-granddaughter. He said he only did that for your best interests. Silly girl; you didn’t think

Should I thank him then? She was completely baffled by how low Matthew would stoop just to

but to go along with the false narrative as she replied, “Grandma, I never thought of him

I’ll have that grandson of mine drop you off, and if he doesn’t,

“Oh, uh, Grandma, I—”

now!” Elizabeth hung up before Veronica could say

to the series of beeps on the other line, Veronica quirked her lips

that moment, and Matthew rolled down the car window with a roguish, triumphant

grandmother is nearly in her seventies, and

right hand on the wheel and tapped against the edge with his fingers, contemplating his reply. “I’m only acting on

won’t tell Grandma about this.” The last thing Veronica wanted was for him to come back to Cabot Town with her and create