Bumpkins Rich Handsome Husband

Chapter 826 A Married Man

“You…” Mateo intended to say something else but noticed that Veronica had already gone up the stairs. He lifted a hand and scratched his head before heading directly into Crayson’s bedroom to seek Crayson’s approval.

Meanwhile, upstairs, Veronica went back into her room and entered the bathroom to freshen herself. However, Matthew was still nowhere to be seen in her bedroom after coming out of the bathroom. She couldn’t help muttering, “Is he not coming over today? Whatever. I’ll read before bed.”

She walked past the screen separating the bedroom from the study room and was about to head to her desk when suddenly, she felt a tug on her elbow. Subsequently, she was taken into a pair of waiting arms.

At that moment, she was hit by a waft of the refreshing scent of body wash. She leaned against the man’s well-built chest and wrapped her arms around his waist quite naturally. “I thought that you…”

As she lifted her head to speak, she saw an aloof but handsome face in front of her eyes.

Ever since she joined the hidden clan, Matthew had been in full disguise with makeup on. However, he had removed his makeup right now and revealed his actual looks. It was also the same face that Veronica missed dearly.

of her fingers. She couldn’t contain

his skin condition was great, and even when he applied makeup daily, the pores on his face were not enlarged. On the contrary, his face appeared fairer than ever, but that

face would ultimately damage their skin. Perhaps there might not be any issues

her head to look at the man

“Silly girl.”

on his handsome face and wrapped his arms around her waist. Subsequently, he said affectionately, “I’m a married man, so I wouldn’t

the warm, fuzzy feeling that welled up within her, she felt

stood on her tiptoes and shut her eyes gradually before making a move to plant a kiss on

inside him, and his skin was warm to the touch. Their lips touched, and the clash

one hand tightly around her waist while lifting her bottom with his other hand to carry her. Next, he turned around and put her on the desk as he

back, and she seemed to find it hard to get used to the current situation. “I don’t care. I want to do it here.” He pressed his forehead against hers, and the tips of