Her Biliionaire Husband

Chapter 300

Veronica followed Randall back into the ward. Monica, who had been sleeping had just awoken. When she saw Veronica, she couldn‘t help but wonder, “President Murphy, why are you here?”

Veronica then placed all of the gifts on the ground before walking to the escort chair beside the bed to sit. She tilted her head to look at Monica and said, “I‘m sorry. I didn‘t expect this kind of thing to happen. You‘ve suffered a lot.”

“Fortunately, you and your child are safe, or else I really wouldn‘t know how to face you,” she said, slightly frowning and looking at the child in the arms of the elderly woman.

“It‘s okay.”

“I was just pushed by accident and fell,” Monica said as she sat up and leaned against the head of the bed.

“What do you mean by accident? Thank goodness the child is fine. Otherwise, I wouldn‘t be able to live with you,” Randall snarled, before adding, “You should rest at home because you‘re pregnant, but you just had to go to work. Shouldn‘t a woman stay at home to look after her husband and children?”

His words were especially vexing. Because Veronica was present, Monica awkwardly smiled at her before saying kindly to Randall, “It‘s best if the child is okay. Don‘t be angry.”

“Are you the boss of my daughter–in–law? You just stated that you would compensate us. How much will you compensate?” Mrs. Watson‘s eyes shone brightly as she turned to face Veronica.

Veronica was born in the countryside, so she was clear of what the woman was thinking

“I would like to discuss this with Monica,” she said politely.

“There is no need for recompense, President Murphy. Shir had informed me that you would give each employee three months‘ pay for dismissal. This is sufficient.”

She knew that Veronica‘s wedding company was doomed. It didn‘t make much money at first, but by this point, it had gone bankrupt.

Furthermore, Veronica treated her well during her working days, and she couldn‘t bear the thought of requesting compensation from Veronica.

“What do you mean, there‘s no need? You‘ve been hurt, and my son was almost

killed. She should pay at least one million dollars! Otherwise, I‘m not going to let her off the hook!”

Randall howled.

right,” Mrs. Watson said before

haggard face was instantly dyed with a red glow, and she shook her head repeatedly. “Don‘t listen to them, President Murphy.

“Shut up, you moron!”

million today, and I won‘t let her go if

became aware that she

insisted on working even though she was pregnant. It

but one million..” Veronica smiled slightly,

the establishment of her wedding company, Monica had indeed helped her a lot, so she came here today

expect Randall to

about this some other

pocket and stuffed it into her hand, saying, “There‘s two hundred thousand in it. You can use it first,

“No need, President Murphy.”

good rest.

was unwilling to

Mrs. Watson put the sleeping child that was in her arms in the cradle, walked over staggeringly, and stood in front of Veronica. “Don‘t think about leaving

Randall! What are you

long time for her to give birth

during childbirth, which was why she was

so small to the point that her words

at the two people standing in front of her with a gloomy expression and said coldly,

give us the money, we

in front of

moment, Randall‘s

screen before looking outside subconsciously. The next second, he pushed Mrs. Watson to

what you‘ve done. I let you in to talk about the

at

opened, and a bunch of reporters

Such good timing...

going on, and