Her Biliionaire Husband

Chapter 63 What surprised Matthew most was not Veronica’s beautiful and delicate face, but her skill and familiarity with guns.

Once again, he was suspicious of her identity and even more curious about how mysterious she was.

“Pfft! Who’s scared?” As Veronica lowered her head to glance at their tightly entwined hands, she scoffed. “If you’re not afraid of being embarrassed, what would I have to be afraid of?”

With that, they fell silent for the rest of the trip.

As Matthew passed through security with her and Yvonne, he wondered how Thomas had negotiated with the other party. At any rate, Thomas only had to pass the mercenaries to them before Veronica was allowed to leave with him.

On the other hand, Yvonne went with Thomas.

After departing, Matthew took Veronica onto the helicopter before flying off.

As the noise was loud in the helicopter, the two of them remained silent.

A few hours later, it reached Bloomstead and landed on the rooftop of Twilight Club.

After descending the stairs, Matthew and Veronica both entered the penthouse one after the other.

The moment they were in the penthouse, he pressed her against the wall next to the door and narrowed his eyes as he looked imperiously down at her. “Why didn’t you come to me for help?”

After all, it was through Thomas’ investigation that Matthew found out she went to Xavier, and not him, for help before she was kidnapped.

The sudden action shocked Veronica, and she scowled unhappily. “I couldn’t remember your number, so how could I call you for help?”

Truly, he is being so unreasonable.

“You couldn’t remember my number, but you could remember Xavier’s?” Matthew demanded.

“1_” As she met his dark eyes, something deep in his gaze started her. Unable to stop a chuckle from leaving her mouth, she tilted her head and lifted her eyebrows. “Are. Are you jealous? Tell me honestly, Matthew Kings–do you have feelings for me?”

it was just a shot

more conflicted when he heard that, and

he felt extremely repulsed by Tiffany every

it that every time he saw Veronica’s face—which looked exactly like Tiffany’s—he gladly accepted it

 mean I truly have feelings

to walk away. However, he threw over his shoulder, “There’s only one

stuttered, “Y–Youshould be glad

the clothes on her body that smelled of another woman’s

you have any clothes for me to wear? I wish

walked over to the cloakroom and pulled out a set of women’s

at it. It was a simple, stylish

her previous visit to the penthouse when she had seen two women

smacked her lips. “Tsk! No wonder you like staying

was

jacket, paused in his actions and looked up to shoot her a

to her and asked,

that it bore through her like

in response. “I’m only speaking the truth.”

wasn’t surprising

stood rooted to

lips lifted into a barely perceptible

 mean she’s

he then carried over to the floor-to-ceiling windows. With one hand in his pants pocket, he glanced out at the Bloomstead city center, like a king

and splendid with its glittering, multicolored neon

the slightest bit on a usual day, he suddenly felt

heart was finally leaving his throat and settling back in his chest, giving him a peace of mind and affording him the opportunity

stood in front of the window,