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.

to my request to hide our relationship, and even when I disguised myself as a man, you were willing to show up

fire. Not even your grandmother cut you any slack,

in the story of Prince Charming and Cinderella. Furthermore, it touched me

me to be the only one to believe

is essential, and they were worried that I’d have a

It was you!

the one who moved them with practical

my father was unconscious for months, and you’re the one who contacted

courting me, you drove with friends to my 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, taking it as spending the new

up and

in the car and

friendly to your friend that they ignored you and even sent you out to cut

Who are you?

of

down my parents’ attempt to make things difficult

now, I still remember that Christmas day clearly. It was snowing heavily and freezing. With an axe in your hands, you chopped firewood outside the door the whole

last

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