The Life Of A Billionaires Wife

Chapter 68 Taken Advantage of by Matthew

As Matthew sat opposite Veronica, he studied her face. Even though a night had passed, he wasn’t used to the change in the situation.

“Why are you staring at me?” As she ate, she glanced at him and started touching her cheeks. “Is there something on my face?”

Slowly, Matthew lowered his head and looked at his phone without saying anything.

Although Veronica pouted at his lack of response, she simply continued eating. Then, she jerked her head up and stared right at him. “You… Are you planning to make a move on me?” Once again, she felt her face up. “You like Tiffany. Do you think of me as her now?” Coming to a ‘sudden understanding,’ Veronica picked up a throw pillow and covered herself with it, acting like she was guarding herself against him before feeling her body up and down. “What did you do to me last night, you b*stard? Tell me honestly—does my a*s hurt because of you?”

At that sentence, Matthew paused in his actions and looked up at her with incredulously lifted eyebrows and a scowl.

Was he someone so shameless in her eyes?

“Put down your food and get lost.”

He didn’t bother explaining himself to her; he only threw a lofty sentence in her face without hiding his anger.

“What?” Completely not expecting his response, she paused before musing to herself doubtfully, Did he really not lay a hand on me?

Veronica didn’t know whether to believe him or not.

After thinking about it for a bit and being unable to find any traces of him lying, she laughed sheepishly. “I’m only kidding. Just kidding.”

With that, she put away the pillow and was about to continue eating.

However, before she could touch the spoon again, Matthew took away her half-emptied bowl.

“Huh? Hey, give me back my oatmeal!” She reached out for him but was only able to snag the hem of his shirt. “I was only joking. Don’t take it seriously.”

Stone-faced, he turned to look at her out of the corner of his eye. “Let go of me.”

“I won’t!”

do not wish

You’re my older brother, so shouldn’t you be spoiling me? Haven’t you seen the older brothers from other families? They spoil

she clung to the hem of Matthew’s shirt and pleaded with him

her had changed quite a bit, perhaps because

Veronica was no longer as timid

sure he wouldn’t actually

unwillingness to admit defeat, but not her putting down her dignity and acting like a spoiled child in front of him, Matthew felt inexplicably pleased. “Aren’t you afraid I’ll think of

What kind of woman a man like you can’t have? I have a good-looking face, but no merits apart from that. You would never be into me. Besides, if you touched a

his arms around her waist and pulled her into his

was the middle of summer, they could feel each other’s body heat and heartbeats through

met his gaze. “What

suddenly leaned in to murmur hoarsely

that he was referring to was naturally the time

fine hair in the crook of her neck, tickling her skin and making it itch.

everything that happened before. All of that is in the past but

‘sister,’ she had to make proper use of the shield she

consider it as him taking

would be foolhardy of her to

away with a smile that she didn’t feel and went to

from his arms, Matthew turned to look at her where she sat. To his astonishment, he discovered there was actually a hint

she looked like when she blushed before.

color on her cheeks now. “Slow down,”

the couch and sat down with his legs crossed, picking

nodded and fed another spoonful into her mouth. As she lifted her head to talk

made Matthew lower his head to look and sure enough,

his eyes, but he recovered his composure quickly and answered calmly,