Her Biliionaire Husband

Chapter 527 Destroy Conrad

“Conny, shut up!” Yvonne immediately butted in and pulled Conrad over to sit on a couch. Then, she circled around the coffee table to sit beside Veronica on the couch of her choice. “Roni…”

Yvonna reached out and intended to hold Veronica’s hand. However, the second her fingers touched Veronica’s hand, Veronica slapped her hands off and snapped, “Don’t touch me!”

She was not going to touch a hand that was stained by a filthy jerk like Conrad. Yvonne’s smile stiffened, and she even thought that Veronica was overreacting. Even so, the more she thought about it, judging by Veronica’s misconception towards Conrad, her overreaction was granted.

“Actually…Roni, Conny had his reasons for treating me that way.” “His reasons?’

“Yes.” Yvonne nodded vigorously as she looked at Veronica with puppy eyes filled with pity. Veronica raised an eyebrow, asking, “What’s the reason? Because he was terminally ill?”

It wasn’t merely an assumption, but Matthew had told her about this yesterday. “Umm…”

Before Yvonne could even explain, she had already beat her to it. As a result, Yvonne was so flustered that she didn’t even know how to start.

She pursed her lips before sighing, sadly hanging her head. “You’re right. He was diagnosed with a terminal illness… It’s stage-four liver cancer.” “Hmph.”

Veronica sneered at them, “Stage-four?” She then pointed at Conrad, who looked far from ill. “Doesn’t seem so to me.” Then, she scowled at the doleful Yvonne and scoffed, “Yvonne, it seems to me that you have stage-four of stupidity. I’m pretty sure there’s no cure for you.”

In her opinion, Yvonne was pretty much a lost cause at this point.

Nevertheless, her merciless words were enough to provoke Yvonne. Her face contorted in anger as she leaped to her feet and reprimanded, “Veronica, because I respect you as my best friend, I’ve decided to explain everything to you calmly and not start a fight. So what’s wrong with you? I already said Conrad has stage-four liver cancer, and you think I’m lying to you?”

As she spoke, she turned towards a table and pulled out some documents from the drawer. She then tossed the papers at Veronica when she approached the woman. “See for yourself then! These are his cancer diagnostic reports, and it’s literal evidence for his diagnosis. So I wasn’t just making things up. Also, what you said to him was very hurtful. You should apologize to him immediately!”

Conrad was already distraught due to his cancer. Naturally, Yvonne felt that Veronica’s words would hurt his self-esteem.

Conrad was currently seated opposite them with his legs crossed. He lowered his head as he sulked, face plastered with sadness and sorrow, but deep down, he was gleefully gloating.

Except, Yvonne wasn’t smart enough to see through his act.

don’t have to explain to her. Little Roni

reasonable for her not to believe me. Plus, she

never seen such a pretentious man in her whole

so close to charging at

this for my own good, but I can’t just stand here

lost it upon hearing how

for now. Despite that, what if, and I say that hypothetically, what if he

proof that Conrad’s cancer was fake. As for

to keep all the

the truth was the right thing to do to protect

as her head hung thoughtfully. Finally, she looked up at Veronica with determination

words. Suffice

a few loose screws. No,

I

parked my car outside. I prepared you a gift, but I accidentally left it in the car; go and

Yvonne because she told the latter she was going

up returning in a hurry, and she’d completely forgotten to get Yvonne’s

“Oh, okay.”

from Veronica. She felt a sense of remorse for how she spoke to Veronica. “I’m…really sorry. I shouldn’t have spoken to you so harshly. I…

my business.” Veronica flopped on the couch leisurely. Then, she crossed her arms against her chest as she glanced over at the side, refusing to even spare a glance

at her actions. “Conny, please get some water for Roni. I’ll go

“Okay.” Conrad nodded.

was completely out of sight, Veronica lunged toward Conrad and grabbed him by the collar, followed by a fist toward his face. “You piece of

was nimble and managed to hold onto her arm. Little did he know that Veronica’s punch was merely a feint; she punched her left fist

agility, but Veronica caught him off guard and swung her

force in that one kick. After that, her every strike was rapier-like and calculated,

she was quite a skilled fighter, but he never would’ve thought that she