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Chapter 842 Antheena’s Confession

Although Xavier once did Veronica wrong, she couldn’t deny his efforts to make up to her. Therefore, the feelings she had for Xavier were a mix of positive and negative emotions. As much as she was wary of Xavier, she felt somewhat safe around him.

In the meantime, Matthew noticed the painful emotion on Veronica’s face and looked back at Xavier. “Thanks for saving Roni.” As a man with principles, he was grateful for Xavier’s heroic action of rescuing Veronica despite their bitter history.

“Take her with you and get out of my face! Now!” Xavier gritted his teeth while bearing the pain that was tormenting him on the inside. “Who do you think you are? Why should we—”

“Shut up!” Unhappy with Xavier’s attitude, Skyler talked back, but before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Matthew, who cut him short harshly. The next moment, Matthew carried Veronica in his arms and headed outside.

arms, couldn’t take her eyes off Xavier, feeling a pang of guilt and pain like a blade that was plunged through her chest. On the other hand, Xavier only walked closer to the window and lit up a cigarette before puffing at it, his eyes filled with indifference. At the same time, Veronica couldn’t help but feel sympathetic for

left the hotel and drove off. Not long after they left, a car pulled up outside the hotel’s exit, whereupon someone stepped out of the vehicle and slammed the door hard behind

door. Then, just when he was beginning to make out his visitor’s face, he took a slap that turned his face the other way in his

his fringe, thanks to the impact of the slap he just took. At the same time, the cigarette also fell onto the ground shortly before the burning end was

to get me and my father killed?!” Antheena flipped out, her eyes turning red, yet it was not because of disappointment

only had eyes for Veronica despite everything she did for him. I saved him from all the trouble and took him to the castle so that he could become my father’s

his burning cheek, smiling ambiguously instead of reacting with anger. Fixing his gaze on Antheena, he said, “Great! I deserved that.” The next second, he walked toward the living room and sat on the couch, puffing at another cigarette. Deep down, he had no intention of explaining to Antheena what had happened. In fact, he didn’t even

her right hand, with which she slapped Xavier’s face, was still feeling a burning sensation in the palm, indicating just how much strength she used to spank