Her Biliionaire Husband

Chapter 238 So, I’ve Misunderstood Matthew

Cory Island was an obscure island where a hellish training took place. The people who went there would have a taste of what it felt like to be in hell, but they would return as whole new people after the arduous drill.

In fact, Thomas was one of the candidates who had successfully completed the inhumane training, and he would never want to go back there. Once was enough.

However, his mistake was beyond recall as Matthew insisted on sending him there. “Ask your brother, Troy, to take over your position.”

Thomas swallowed back his pleading words and gave in in the end. “Understood.”

“Leave.” The man ordered icily.

The corner of Thomas’ lips twitched as he left the office instantly. Once he exited the building, he gave Veronica a call at the entrance, but no one picked up the phone no matter how many times he called.

His heart sank, and he slapped himself a few times in despair. “F*ck! You dumb sh*t!”

The brisk sound of slapping attracted the bypassing workers, who knew him well.

“M-Mr. Ritter, are you alright?”

“Mr. Ritter, are you okay? Do you want us to call the hospital?”

“Mr. Ritter, is everything fine?”

“There are no mosquitoes, though. Why did you slap yourself?”

…

irritated him. “What are you looking at? Don’t you have work to do? Can’t I slap myself when my cheeks feel stiff? Have you got a problem with

car with trudging footsteps, he rang his elder brother. “Troy, I’m

“What’s wrong?”

He even told me to enjoy myself there for months! Darn it! I’m not the same as I was during my younger days. I’m old now. Am I going to die there?

deep breath before bursting into laughter. “Thomas, I-I’m sorry. I don’t usually laugh at this kind of situation, but I can’t help it. How could you say that to

guffawing nonstop, Thomas’ face was perfused with

…

it was finally her turn, she

that it has been two months, but most of the patients have it because of massive

insomniacs might encounter as well as the

She checked her phone and saw the missed calls from Thomas in the car.

rough guess of the reason why he called her, but she had no intention

phone in the bag, it rang. It was Matthew. Holding the phone tightly, she glanced at the

the warm milk he prepared at the Twilight Condominium contained medicine that could

had thrown all those nasty words at him back then. Although he had tried to explain,

in front of her. A pang of guilt hit her hard upon realizing the

of Matthew nonetheless, because the ‘misunderstanding’ would be

The fact that they weren’t of the same world had determined their fate from the start, not to mention

the

voice sounded gentle as ever. It sounded as though he was handling something very

stopped by today with the contracts, and I heard everything from him. You’re planning to expand the business, right? I’m looking at some information

work and life. Some rest time

“You’re right.”

from your office