Bumpkin's Rich Handsome Husband
Chapter 110

Chapter 110

The misery she had gone through to this day was all thanks to the masked man, so bearing no disdain for him would only be a lie, and there she would do whatever to even the debt between them. Even though the masked man left her a dagger and a lighter, which later allowed her to be located by Matthew, he was the cause of her pathetic life today.

The masked man, with his leg injured, had no way to walk, so he could only rest, sitting on the ground under a nearby tree.

Matthew, on the other hand, spoke not a word and continued roasting the wolf.

Sitting beside him was Veronica. Looking at the smoky, tender meat while its scrumptious aroma stormed into her nose, she uncontrollably drooled. "Right, how were the kids at school?" Concerned, she inquired about the kids.

"Mr. Pearson was hurt. The old doctor is treating him as we speak. Residents of Goon Village were also evacuated. Some time after the evacuation, a mudslide occurred, but luckily, no one was harmed," Matthew recounted the happenings to Veronica.

Hearing that, Veronica finally felt relieved. "As long as everyone's safe, or... wait, what?" As if she had remembered something, she grabbed Matthew's arm. "What about my 40,000?" Back when they went up the mountain, she gave the teacher 40,000. And when she was informed about the mudslide, she was worried that the massive sum of donation would have been for nothing.

Seeing her so restless, Matthew slowly closed his eyes. "We found the money. They're a little soiled, though." In fact, the building collapsed and her money was buried along with it, so it was quite an impossible task to scour for it. Regardless, he wouldn't reveal the truth to Veronica. If the woman so in love with wealth were to replace out the money she went a long way to accumulate had been engulfed by a natural disaster, she would surely be devastated.

"Really? That's great news! Guess the 40,000 didn't go in vain." She chuckled delightfully.

Matthew, at her joyousness, too, felt relieved. When he was informed that she had gone missing, he expended tremendous manpower and resources to search for her. Eventually, he found himself separated from the searching team before seeing the wafting smoke and ending up replaceing her.

"The villagers have had a tough life living here.. Say, Matthew, since you're so rich,

Can't you help them out? If they have access to network signals, they'll be able to communicate with the outside world. With an established connection, such a disaster wouldn't have occurred;" Veronica earnestly pleaded 10 Matthew, hoping he would provide some assistance to the residents of Goon Village. She was aware that even though Matthew was rich, asking him to help in such a manner was somehow guilt tripping. "I mean... I'm just saying, just saying..." Although her request seemed simple, fulfilling it would require immense resources.

Hearing that, Matthew stared at her deeply and slightly lifted his commissures before turning to her injured arm. "Does your arm still hurt?" He couldn't help but feel worried with how her face was getting paler. Veronica turned to her injured right arm and scoffed. "No sh*t." She was undoubtedly in pain, excruciating pain.

After a while, Matthew's eyes darkened as he wordlessly gazed at the grilled meat in his hand.

Very soon, the meat was fully cooked. He passed a meat skewer to Veronica, to which she accepted it before giving it a blow. She eagerly took a bite and burned her lips. "Ouch, it's hot." Thanks to her hunger, she couldn't wait a single second more to savor the grilled meat.

"Take your time. It's really hot." Seeing her hasty expression, Matthew couldn't bear to imagine how she survived for the past few days. All of a sudden, anger surged in his heart as he subtly turned around, glaring at the masked man who was resting not far from them.

Back when Matthew was notified that Veronica was lost, Melissa claimed that she departed with the masked man, and according to a random villager, the masked man was involved in her fainting in the mountains. As such, Matthew was highly suspicious of him. Consequently, he had ordered one of his underlings to request for a chopper, but when Quincy and the rest of the group came looking for Veronica, he, too, had gone missing. Though, fortunately, he had found Veronica, and that was enough.

At that moment, Veronica raised her head and caught Matthew staring at the masked man. She followingly turned to his line of sight, only to see the enfeebled masked man gazing at the meat in their hands, seemingly starving. The sight of that touched the softest spot in her heart. Hesitant, she looked at the skewer in her hand and suddenly stood up.

However, Matthew grabbed her wrist. "What do you think you're doing?"

"Just giving him something to eat," Veronica replied frankly.

"Have you forgotten why you ended up here?"

"Can'ı have someone starve to death in the age of peace, can we?" With that, she removed Matthew's hand. Since she was using her injured arm to do so, Matthew could only comply or he might aggravate her wound.

Holding the skewer of grilled meat, Veronica walked before the masked man, only to realize the man's profusely bleeding leg and the surrounding dirt that was stained with his blood. Since he wasn't carrying his dagger, there was no way to extract the bullet, so he could only give it a simple wrap with a piece of cloth.

"Here," she coldly blurted as she handed the masked man the skewer.

The masked man was dazed by her action. He then raised his head and peered at her in disbelief before turning to the food without any reaction.

"Do you want it or not?" Veronica questioned in disaffection.

"Why are you... saving me?"

To be fair, the masked man only hurried over because of the smoke he saw in the woods. Smoke was known to be a signal for requesting help. He presumed Veronica was in danger, and although he tried to ignore it, something called for him to go to her, which led to what was happening now.

"Tell me, who's the man behind your actions?" Even if it meant leaving him to die away, she was determined to replace out the identity of the force commanding the masked man. Although the Larsons were a possibility, Veronica thought it was a stretch. After all, the timing she arrived at Almeida County and the appearance of the masked man were conflicting, so it wouldn't make sense.

Underneath the bronze mask, the man's eyes sank. "Sorry, but I have nothing to say."

"I..." Infuriated, Veronica gripped the skewer and gritted her teeth as she leered at him before ferociously stomping his shoulder. "Sod off, piece of sh*t!" Vulgarities, out of her very mouth!

The masked man failed to defend himself from the sudden attack and collapsed to the ground.

"Serves you right!" She grabbed the meat skewer and walked away.

Tving flat on the ground, the masked man then helped himself to sit up against the tree trunk, all while remaining wordless.

However, before Veronica took more than a few steps, she tossed the skewer to him and it landed precisely beside him. "Doggie's treat." She was thoroughly vexed. Though, she was aware that during the little time she had spent with the masked man-whether it was on the mountain back then or her falling into the river this time he'd had countless opportunities to kill her off.