Her Biliionaire Husband

Chapter 398 It’s a Celebration

“I don’t want to talk about it. I made him so mad, he left.” She lay back down and stared at the ceiling in silence.

“What happened? What kind of shitty stuff did you do this time to make him so mad?” She wanted to gossip. For a moment, she forgot that she just went through a breakup.

Veronica sighed. “I… Well, he came to Castron so suddenly and called me. He wanted to know who I was having lunch with, so I lied and said it was Mia. My friend gave me a ride back and he saw us, so he got mad.”

“That’s all? Wow, he’s overreacting.”

“Um… Oh, we hugged too, and he flicked my forehead. That’s all. That’s all we did.”

“Hm, odd. Why is he so jealous of your friend? You’ve never been to Castron though, so why do you have friends there?” Yvonne noticed something off about it.

Veronica answered honestly, “It’s Larry Freeman.”

“Wait, the Larry Freeman? The superstar?”

“Yep.”

any scandal, but he hugged you. Of course Matthew took it the wrong way.” Larry was one

flicked her hair back and stopped to think. She then said, “There was this one time where I jokingly told him that Larry’s my first love, and I bullshitted a lot. Even told him we had sex too. He can’t have taken

his best to match you up,

She thought that Matthew should not get angry over this. He did know that her first love was Hendrey, but then he also said she might have dated Larry after breaking up with Hendrey. Matthew had come all the way to Castron just to see her, but she had lied to

Call him. What

but she asked,

in the end, especially since he was her baby’s father. She had no idea

keeping the

already two months old, so I’m keeping it. Conrad’s a piece of scum, but the child is innocent.” She heaved a

see that she was wondering if she should keep the child. It had been two days. She would have aborted it by now if she really didn’t want to keep the child. “I won’t tell you what to do, but you

at that point, and Yvonne fell into silence. Veronica then said, “I’ll

the door, where the sound was coming from. She leaned her

up. She opened the door at once, but his face was not the first thing

her. He stared at her gently, a loving smile curling his lips. “Happy birthday,

say anything. She stared at the roses and smelled their lovely scent, which refreshed her. “Thank you.” She took the flowers and held it in her arms, her face red. “I thought you’d be

and cocked his eyebrow. “I trust you.” He would trust her, since he had chosen