Her Biliionaire Husband

Chapter 583 A Letter of Confession

While Veronica was laying in bed, she browsed her phone and read many comments criticizing Matthew, saying that he dumped Tiffany and had now married her instead.

For a man who had no interest in women, he got married to one solely for the purpose of having an heir, didn’t he?

There were a whole lot of abusive words below, and some people even went straight to the official social network page of Spinfluence Group to insult him.

Matthew wore a calm expression as he scrolled through the comments and seemed completely unaffected, but in Veronica’s eyes, she couldn’t be more sorry for him.

Hence, while he was busy at work, she took out her laptop and uploaded a recording of herself getting into disguise on the internet.

Finally, she used her own social media account and posted a story.

‘@MatthewKings, I’m thankful fate allowed us to meet, get acquainted, and support each other.

All of this started on that late night when I saved you while making a delivery, and you promised me a 100 million reward.

It’s funny to think about it now because you found the wrong person to repay the kindness, you idiot. And you even foolishly agreed to marry your ‘savior’ as an act of gratitude.

Perhaps the Universe guided you in the dark, and you still found your way to me.

for you and didn’t dare to disclose our relationship to the public. So, you agreed to my request to hide our relationship, and even when I disguised myself as a man, you were willing

placed under fire. Not even your grandmother cut you any slack, but you still bear all of

of Prince Charming and Cinderella. Furthermore, it touched

only one to believe in love because

marriage between families of equal standing is essential, and they were worried that I’d have a difficult life

It was you!

one who moved them with practical

father was unconscious for months, and

family house to look for me on Christmas Eve, but I turned you away at the door. You guys set off a lot of fireworks outside my house,

night, I thought that you’d give up

cold night in the car and came knocking on my door

friendly to your friend that

Who are you?

the CEO of Spinfluence Group, the future successor of the Kings Family, a person

my parents’ attempt to make things

that Christmas day clearly. It was snowing heavily and freezing. With an axe in your hands, you chopped firewood

last

apartment accidentally caught fire. As it was late at night, nobody noticed it until somebody called the police