The Life Of A Billionaires Wife

Chapter 179

I knew it. Matthew is just another a*shole.

“Oh, no, no, no. Even if we’re biological siblings, I still wouldn’t give the discount. I have tens of people under my employment and the decor of your wedding venue is all using the state-of-the-art imported materials. Do you know how expensive that is? You can slap me, but you cannot expect me to slap on a different price tag on all this!”

It‘s three hundred million we‘re talking about here. A ten percent discount already amounts to thirty million. My legs would be broken way before my stance on this matter ever breaks!

Matthew, who had a subtle smile on his handsome face, replied, “Slap you? Sure, but have you thought about whether it would be on the right or left cheek?”

“You choose. Whether it’s the right or left cheek, I’m fine with either one.”

A determined Veronica stuck her face out in front of him while she braced herself for the slap.

Looking at the petite woman with her short hair that framed her fair, flawless face with a pair of big, bright eyes and long, thick eyelashes at such a close distance, he felt that she looked just like a fluttering butterfly. Her clear innocent gaze made her look playful and adorable.

When she smiled, she looked like the pretty and innocent neighbor girl whom everybody liked. On the contrary, when she had the poker face, she would radiate a sense of femme fatale that fooled people into thinking she was aloof. All of these made him fall head over heels for her.

Although she had displayed a combination of being stand-offish and innocent, there was nothing out of the ordinary.

How could there be such a woman in this world? Matthew never thought that he would be charmed by a woman in that manner one fine day.

“Let’s quickly get this over with! Once you have slapped me, I won’t have to give you a discount,” Veronica reminded as she looked at him.

Listening to her, he laughed out loud. Then, after seeing him raise his hand, she immediately shut her eyes when she saw his hand coming.

Yet, the slap that she waited for never came. Instead, she could feel the man’s big and

warm palm gently touching her cheek.

Veronica pushed him away with a frown. “Are you actually taking advantage of me right now, Matthew Kings?”

As he staggered backward, the man had a slightly cold look as he grabbed onto her elbow. Stepping back, he placed his thumb directly in front of her nose. “Have a whiff; what does it smell like?”

“Ew, it stinks. Did you poop in your hands or something?” Veronica covered her nostrils in disdain.

Matthew nodded seriously and wiped his hands with a tissue that he took out from under the desk. “I didn’t go to the toilet earlier.”

does your hand

ask yourself

“Ask… myself?”

caught in a daze before she subconsciously touched her face. To her surprise, it

hand. Oh my, it... really stinks... Is

earlier. My apologies

quickly used a few tissue papers to

the midst of wiping her face, she noticed the undisguised smile on Matthew’s face.

“Properly wipe your face. You

that Matthew would use such

“Get lost!”

what you

his arms and gestured, as

Veronica then laughed

manner, they were a straightforward

her, Matthew only felt his heart racing. A thought crossed his mind in that instant and it made him want to embrace her there and then, but he

that when he first knew this woman, he had acted in an unscrupulous manner toward her, causing

being hurt was something that he wanted to avoid seeing ever again. So,

What are you thinking about?

you?”

said a few things to him, but he merely stood there and stared at her

then pushed him when there was

man regain his composure after being in deep thought. “So, has

‘OK’ gesture, continued, “Don’t think about deducting even a single cent from

let’s go for

“Sure, I’m famished.”

person in front of her was a spendthrift even. Now that Matthew already knew

the payment tomorrow once the wedding had ended, it would be unwise of her to offend Matthew at this stage. When the two left the company, they boarded Matthew’s car

want to eat?”

I should be the one treating you. As you’ll

your opinion about

was driving, hesitated for a while before suddenly asking

“What does your marriage to her have to do with me? All you have to do is look after her well. I don’t really have any opinion about this.” The scum marrying the tramp—what

failed to predict, yet he thought