Her Biliionaire Husband

Chapter 417 Matthew’s Proposal

During the three months where Veronica was recovering from her broken arm, Matthew looked after her and took very good care of her round the clock. The only time he did not take care of her was when she was working at the company. That said, she had also fully experienced just how strong Matthew was—physically.

One simply had to acknowledge the differences in strength when things boiled down to it, which was why Veronica could only surrender to Matthew in the bedroom. It was the wisest strategy on her part and the best thing for the both of them.

Seeing that she was on the verge of surrendering, Matthew smiled and flicked the tip of her nose lovingly, then said indulgently, “I can carry you to the bath—”

“O-Oh, no, it’s fine. I can bathe myself!” she answered and quickly pushed him aside, then dashed into the bathroom and locked the door behind her.

She had already witnessed his stamina first-hand and she was not about to take any chances by agreeing to bathe with him. If she did, they would never leave the house and get the marriage certificate.

They each put on a change of clothes after they showered, but at that moment, Veronica’s stomach rumbled loudly. She turned to look up at Matthew in mute despair and said, “I’m hungry…”

He hummed in response. “Let’s have a late lunch, then,” he suggested while wrapping an arm around her waist and leading her into the waiting elevator.

“Maybe we should go to the Civil Affairs Bureau first. They might be getting off work by the time we’re done eating,” she pointed out worriedly as she took out her phone and checked the time on the screen. It was already 3.50PM.

“We can always grab a quick bite on the way. It won’t take up much time,” Matthew said as he ruffled her hair affectionately. He took her hand and led her out of the elevator when the doors opened. They were both using masks so that the ever-famous Matthew would not draw attention to himself or be noticed by anyone on the street.

He drove to One Piece Restaurant where they had a quick lunch before they made their way over to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Along the way, Veronica was scrolling through her phone when she said, “Hey, it’s the twenty-seventh of April today. I think it’s a pretty good day for us to get our certificate, don’t you think?”

“I think every day with you is a pretty good day,” he replied softly as he cast her a meaningful sidelong glance.

She clicked her tongue. “Well, aren’t you just the sweetest?”

you taste, after all,” he teased while raising a brow

was just about to say something about his devilish behavior when she noticed

opened the door on his side. “Wait for

needed to use the

for about five minutes after which Matthew returned. “Where did you go?” she

to look at her solemnly.

not at all comprehending why he wanted her to close

hand and before she knew

some kind of a rose, but it was subtle and complemented the delicate and simple band. She admired it for a

as if he was surprised that she did not figure it out. “Your name has a ‘rose’ in

and muttered, “It’s pretty, but don’t you think

as he reached out to prod her temple. “Don’t you know what a briar

didn’t think you’d be an expert at things like these. It’s usually women who read into the meaning behind certain flowers and

biggest jewelry atelier if they were to depart for the Civil Affairs Bureau from the restaurant, which

the last three months; he wanted to put a ring on her

it?” he asked as

and her hand was

do,” she said,

under the sunlight that spilled through the windscreen. It looked too dazzling to be

gave her hand a squeeze as he gazed at her. “With that ring, I make you mine and only mine from this moment

smoldering gaze and felt a smile tug on her lips. She had always envisioned being proposed to in a field of flowers; or perhaps in the presence of her closest friends;

“With this ring, you make

held out

gaped at