Her Biliionaire Husband

Her Billionaire Husband Chapter 902-Matthew’s brows creased as he threw her a displeased glare before snatching the bottle back from her. He stuffed it back into his bag. “You won’t die if you stop talking.”

Eleanor had alabaster skin and prominent features. Her soulful eyes, bright red lips, and ebony hair tied up in a bun made her look both adorable and alluring at the same time.

Her beauty could be compared to that of Aphrodite.

Thus, she was confident that she could get any man she wanted.

She was indeed gorgeous, and few could withstand her wiles.

Her elusive smile, graceful manner, and bewitching gaze tugged on the heartstring of men.

However, no matter how beautiful she was, Matthew would never be attracted to her.

“I’m so tired, Master. Can’t we take a rest?”

She grumbled, “It’s been four hours since we started walking this morning. I’m hungry! Can’t we rest for a while? There’s a saying in Bloomstead, right? Something about not working your mule to the bone, or you might work them to death. Literally.”

All along, Matthew had been feeling uneasy because he was worried about Veronica, but he couldn’t resist chuckling at Eleanor’s comment.

“Does your mother know you’re a mule?” he quipped in a rare display of being in a good mood.

about a donkey. How

mother will cut your head off if she finds out!” Eleanor was genuinely

all better now and didn’t even hurt

uphill the whole time, and she’d

ate this morning was a few wild fruits, which weren’t enough to make up for the taxing journey thus

grabbed Matthew by the wrist. “Let’s rest, Master. Please? Can we

he felt her hand latching onto him.

a

his tone was harsh and formidable. Even his gaze

you being so fierce?” She pouted. “All I did was hold your hand. It’s not like you’d lose

she

huffed, “Hah! I wonder how a man like you made Veronica fall in

Eleanor was envious

for being the sole beneficiary

she was completely bewitched by his cold and aloof side that seemed so

desire to make him submit to her intensified. It filled every crevice of her mind and body. She couldn’t control the

can take a short rest over

stream just up ahead of them. The trickling sound of water