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.

donkey. How did

insulting me?! Hmph! My mother will cut your

all better now and

uphill the whole time, and she’d used up too much

a few wild fruits, which weren’t enough to make

wrist. “Let’s rest, Master. Please?

her hand latching onto

Eleanor a

his tone was harsh and formidable. Even his

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

she

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

be told, Eleanor

the

looks, but now, she was completely bewitched

submit to her intensified. It filled every crevice of her mind and body. She couldn’t

can take a short

at the stream just up ahead of them. The trickling sound of