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?”

course, it was just a shot

expression grew even more conflicted when he heard that, and he zeroed

he felt extremely repulsed by Tiffany every time he saw

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

 mean I truly have feelings for

he turned to walk away. However, he threw over his shoulder, “There’s only one bed here. You can sleep on the couch or in the same bed as me. I won’t kick you out by

be glad

lowered her head to glance down at the clothes on her body that

clothes for me to wear? I wish to take

a set of women’s clothing. He then walked up to her and threw it in

clothing, Veronica glanced down at it. It

scene from her previous visit to the penthouse when she had seen two women leave the place. It was

No wonder you like staying at the

was

suit jacket, paused in his actions and looked up to shoot her a lazy but somewhat cold

walked up to her and asked, “What did

so cold that it

she scoffed in response. “I’m only speaking the truth.” As she spoke, she walked around

proper shower. It wasn’t surprising how uncomfortable she felt especially now that she was wearing someone

stood rooted to

lips lifted into a barely

 that mean

the bar, he pulled a bottle of red wine from the cooler and poured himself a drink, which he then carried over to the floor-to-ceiling windows. With one hand in his pants pocket,

Bloomstead looked prosperous and splendid with its glittering,

bit on a usual day, he suddenly felt an inexplicable, unprecedented sense of

settling back in his chest,

in front of the window, pouring himself another glass of wine after finishing the