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.”

out of the

“I won’t!”

not wish to repeat

brother, so shouldn’t you be spoiling me? Haven’t you seen the

hem of Matthew’s shirt and pleaded with him to the best of her

changed quite a bit, perhaps because

reason Veronica was no

sure he wouldn’t actually do

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

good-looking face, but no merits apart from that. You would never be into me. Besides, if you touched a single hair

she could even turn away, Matthew wrapped his arms around

summer, they could feel each other’s body

looked up and met his gaze. “What are you

lifted an eyebrow and suddenly leaned in to murmur hoarsely into

referring to was naturally the time they had slept

blew against the fine hair in the crook of her neck, tickling her skin and making it itch. All at once, Veronica couldn’t help the

of that is in the past but

if Veronica didn’t want to be his sister,’ she had to make

it as him taking

foolhardy of her to respond

him away with a smile that she didn’t feel and went to sit down on

absence from his arms, Matthew turned to look at her where she sat. To his astonishment, he discovered there was actually a hint of redness on her fair,

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

up at the color on her cheeks now. “Slow down.” he advised

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

lifted her head to talk to him, she suddenly realized something. “You’re holding it the wrong way

his head to look and sure enough, his magazine was upside