Bumpkin's Rich Handsome Husband
Chapter 128

Chapter 128

Veronica shot Yvonne a glare with frosty eyes before snatching the wine bottle back from her. "What a busybody! Can't I drink when I'm in a good mood?"

"You're in a good mood?" Yvonne looked dumbfounded. Which part of her looks like she's in a good mood?

"Yeah, I'm in a good mood. My brother is marrying his fiancée very soon, so I'm happy. Do you wanna have a couple of drinks with me to celebrate it in advance? Oh, right, Yvonne, let me tell you this: we can ask Matthew for a huge present when he marries Tiffany! Haha..." She guffawed without restraint while holding up the wine bottle again before gulping several mouthfuls of wine, filling her stomach with liquor continuously as if she was drinking water.

Yvonne was stunned by Veronica's behavior. "A-Are you really happy?" Why does it seem to me that she's heartbroken?

"Yeah, I'm happy. I'm happy." Veronica nodded vigorously while plonking the emptied bottle of red wine on the table. After giving a belch, she stood up and walked over to the bar counter. "Matthew... no, my brother's rich. All the wine on his bar counter is good wine, so it'll be a shame not to drink them. I want to drink more of them.”

Walking over to the bar counter, she looked at the bottles of good wine placed on the wine rack, looking specifically for some vintage wine to drink. Even though those wines were flavorful, they were very old, and it would be harmful to her health if she drank them without decanting them first. After replaceing two bottles of wine on the wine rack, she shot a glance at Yvonne and shook her head. "You're bad at drinking. Just go to sleep. I want to drink with him," she said while handing a bottle of red wine to Matthew. "Come on! We've got to get drunk in order to celebrate your becoming a father. But let me say this in advance: you have to give me a huge present when you get married."

Matthew stared fixedly at Veronica. The last time she recklessly got drunk like this was the day she was rescued from abroad. Only a month had passed since then.

Knowing Matthew's relationship with Veronica, Yvonne couldn't say anything else. She only said to Matthew, "I'm going to sleep. Just stop her from drinking too much." "Uh-huh," Matthew replied.

With that, Yvonne went back to the bedroom to sleep.

Veronica held up her wine bottle and clinked it against Matthew's. "Come on; have a drink with me."

"You shouldn't be drinking. Your wound hasn't healed yet."

"It's no big deal. It's just a minor injury, after all." Veronica darted a sidelong glance at him. "Just shut up and drink. Why talk so much nonsense while drinking?" Holding the wine bottle in her hand, she continued drinking on her own. It didn't take long before she finished the bottle of wine in her hand, but her little face fell when she noticed that Matthew's wine bottle was untouched. "Never mind if you don't want to drink with me. I'll drink with Xavier instead." She put down her wine bottle and stood up to head outside.

However, as soon as she walked past Matthew, the man grabbed her wrist tightly. "I'll drink with you." Grabbing her wrist with one hand while holding the wine bottle with another, he stared at her and gulped a big mouthful of red wine. "Sit down. I'll drink with you."

"That's more like it." Veronica gave a depressingly sad grin.

Matthew drank with Veronica and watched as she drank four bottles of red wine without getting drunk. At first, he thought that drinking some wine would help her fall asleep, but the tipsy woman had no intention of going to sleep at all. If she kept on drinking, she might suffer from alcohol intoxication, which would be harmful to her health. He snatched away the wine bottle in her hand, saying, "Let's stop drinking. I'll take you out for a ride." He couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart at the woman's astonishing capacity for liquor. However, no matter how well she could hold her liquor, alcohol was still harmful to her health.

Her cheeks flushed, Veronica turned to look at Matthew with narrowed eyes, asking, "Hmm? A ride? Where?"

"Just come with me." Matthew took her hand, stood up, and headed outside.

Veronica felt somewhat dizzy, and she staggered a little while walking. However, she was very sober, so she held Matthew's hand tightly for fear of falling. After entering the elevator, she stood on tiptoe and wrapped her left arm around his shoulder like a buddy. "Where are we going in the middle of the night? Can I ride on the Ferris wheel? I've always wanted to take a ride on the Ferris wheel ever since I was little, but I never had the opportunity. Do you think... that I'm miserable?" Resting her head on Matthew's shoulder, the woman gave a smelly belch after finishing her sentence, and her breath reeked of alcohol. Matthew frowned in disgust, but he nonetheless put his arm around her waist for

tear that she might lose her balance and fall to the ground. "Okay, I'll take you on a Ferris wheel ride."

"Really? Is it the largest Ferris wheel in Bloomstead?"

"Yeah."

"Wow, that'd be great! He he! To think that I can ride on the Ferris wheel at such a late hour! That's definitely gonna be f-fun..." Veronica grinned happily.

On the other hand, Matthew had a complicated look on his face as he looked at Veronica with his eyes full of worry and sympathy. While taking her downstairs, he texted Thomas, who was already waiting downstairs when he arrived at the second basement parking lot. For work reasons, Thomas couldn't be staying too far from Matthew, so it had been arranged for him to stay in the presidential suite downstairs of Matthew's apartment. Eventually, the presidential suite Thomas had been staying in became his little apartment.

After getting into the car, Matthew, who was sitting in the back seat, asked Thomas, "Is everything ready?"

"I've contacted the person in charge of the amusement park," Thomas said while starting the car before slowly driving out of the parking lot.

Veronica turned her head to look out of the window at the moon as she and Matthew sat in the back seat. Instead of falling into a drunken sleep, she became more and more sober. On top of having something on her mind, she suffered from severe insomnia. Moreover, she could hold her liquor much better than others, so she rarely got drunk.

Since she was especially confident of her ability to hold her liquor, she didn't know she had thrown up like mad in Matthew's apartment after getting dead drunk last time. However, she ended up getting as drunk as a lord last time because she had mistakenly drunk red wine that was very old.

Seeing that she wasn't sleeping, Matthew asked, "What are you thinking?"

Veronica shook her head slightly with a sigh of dejection. "I'm just watching the moon."

She was thinking that Matthew was going to marry Tiffany soon. She wondered whether she should continue avenging her adoptive parents or go back to her hometown to keep her adoptive parents company as they lived out the rest of their lives. However, no matter which choice she would make, it would be a difficult

choice, and her heart was full of resentment. She resented the Larsons for abandoning her heartlessly and injuring her adoptive parents in a staged car accident in order to save Randy. Not only that, but they even hatched multiple plots to get rid of her and her adoptive parents.

If she didn't get back at the Larsons for this, Veronica felt she would never have peace of mind for the rest of her life. However, how was she supposed to fight against two powerful families on her own? Ring! Suddenly, someone's cell phone rang in the quiet car.

Matthew took out his cell phone and saw that it was an incoming call from Tiffany. Despite staring at the phone's screen, he glanced at Veronica out of the corner of his eye. In the end, he pressed the red button and rejected the phone call.

However, it didn't take long before Tiffany called him again.

Matthew clutched his cell phone in his hand. After hesitating for a moment, he answered the phone and held it up to his ear, asking, "What's the matter?"