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.

is about a donkey. How did she turn

Hmph! My mother will cut your

but it was all better now

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

she ate this morning was a few wild fruits, which weren’t enough to make up for

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

a halt when he felt her hand latching onto him.

a frosty

two words, but his tone was harsh and formidable. Even his gaze was enough to make Eleanor feel a

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

grumbled, she acquiesced and

she also rolled her eyes and huffed, “Hah! I wonder how

Eleanor was envious of

envied Veronica for being the sole beneficiary of Matthew’s

looks, but now, she was completely

filled every

a

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