Her Biliionaire Husband

Chapter 68

As Matthew sat opposite Veronica, he studied her face. Even though a night had passed, he wasn’t used to the change in the situation.

“Why are you staring at me?” As she ate, she glanced at him and started touching her cheeks. “Is there something on my face?”

Slowly, Matthew lowered his head and looked at his phone without saying anything.

Although Veronica pouted at his lack of response, she simply continued eating. Then, she jerked her head up and stared right at him. “You… Are you planning to make a move on me?” Once again, she felt her face up. “You like Tiffany. Do you think of me as her now?” Coming to a ‘sudden understanding,’ Veronica picked up a throw pillow and covered herself with it, acting like she was guarding herself against him before feeling her body up and down. “What did you do to me last night, you b*stard? Tell me honestly-does my a*s hurt because of you?”

At that sentence, Matthew paused in his actions and looked up at her with incredulously lifted eyebrows and a scowl.

Was he someone so shameless in her eyes?

“Put down your food and get lost.”

He didn’t bother explaining himself to her; he only threw a lofty sentence in her face without hiding his anger.

“What?” Completely not expecting his response, she paused before musing to herself doubtfully, Did he really not lay a hand on me?

Veronica didn’t know whether to believe him or not.

After thinking about it for a bit and being unable to find any traces of him lying, she laughed sheepishly. “I’m only kidding. Just kidding.”

With that, she put away the pillow and was about to continue eating.

However, before she could touch the spoon again, Matthew took away her half emptied bowl.

“Huh? Hey, give me back my oatmeal!” She reached out for him but was only able to snag the hem of his shirt. “I was only joking. Don’t take it seriously.”

turned to look at her out of

“I won’t!”

wish to

 Uh... Matthew-no–dear brother, why are you treating me like this? You’re my older brother, so shouldn’t you be spoiling me? Haven’t you seen

she clung to the hem of Matthew’s shirt and pleaded with him to the

behavior toward her had changed quite a bit, perhaps because he was afraid of Elizabeth or because she saved

the reason Veronica was no longer as timid

as if she was sure he wouldn’t actually do anything to

and acting like a spoiled child in front of him, Matthew felt inexplicably pleased. “Aren’t you afraid I’ll

me. Besides, if you touched a single hair on my head, I

before she could even turn away, Matthew wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her

summer, they could feel each other’s

met his

an eyebrow and suddenly leaned in to murmur hoarsely into her ear, “What

‘before that he was referring to was naturally the time they

the fine hair in the crook of her neck, tickling her skin

before. All of that is in the past but now, you’re my brother, and

didn’t want to be his sister,’ she had

would consider it as him taking advantage of

meant it would be foolhardy of her to respond

a smile that she didn’t feel and went to

arms, Matthew turned to look at her where she sat. To his astonishment, he discovered there

she looked like when she blushed before. It was because she had been wearing

up at the color on her cheeks now.

again, he walked back to the couch and sat down with his legs crossed, picking up a magazine

another spoonful into her mouth. As she lifted her head to talk to him, she suddenly realized something. “You’re holding it the wrong

head to look and sure enough, his magazine was