Bumpkin's Rich Handsome Husband
Chapter 90

Chapter 90

Then, Matthew remembered that Veronica hadn't had a proper sleep in the last two days, so he couldn't bear to wake her up. After throwing a blanket on her, he proceeded to his study.

Even though the blanket had gently landed on her, it still managed to wake her up.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she instantly felt much better.

After resting for a little while more, she went to the bathroom to change her clothes. Then, she borrowed a book from the study and lay down on the couch to read it.

The whole process didn't feel like it took much time for her, but when Matthew came out of his study and saw that Veronica was still reading the book, he immediately snatched it and said, "It's 2:00AM. Time for you to go to bed."

He ordered her as if he was an older brother being stern with his little sister.

"Give it back to me!" Just as Veronica was getting to the good part, her hands suddenly became empty as the book was snatched away from her. As a result of that, she glared at Matthew angrily.

"Aren't you going to Almeida tomorrow?" The man reminded her while hiding the book behind his back.

"It won't affect me. I can still wake up."

"Go to sleep." He wore a cold expression and took the book back to his room without saying anything else.

"Matt" Before she could finish calling his name, he immediately slammed his door shut, so she couldn't help but yell, "You brute! You are just a selfish and arrogant b*stard!"

Without the book, she suddenly felt bored, but she suddenly remembered the book's name and used her phone to search for it on a reading app. After locating the part where she had stopped, she continued to read from where she left off.

And just like that, she read the book all the way until 5:00AM. When she began to feel sleepy and her eyelids could no longer move, she lay on the couch and fell asleep.

At the same time, Matthew went over to the side of the couch and stood there for a whule. Watching Veronica sleeping on the couch, he couldn't help but feel a little confused. Does she... always sleep so late every night?

However, he didn't think much about it as he carried her back to her bedroom.

When he gently placed her on the bed and looked at her sleeping, he felt as though she was a quiet and lovely cat that was pleasing to the eye. Only her quiet looks will make others feel cute unlike her usual fierce self.

"Um..."

Matthew reached out to push the strands of hair on her face aside, but the moment his fingertips touched her face, Veronica brushed his hand away and groaned. Then, he hugged her tightly like an octopus. While she was being hugged, she found a comfortable posture to return to sleep.

Lying next to her, Matthew carefully and quietly stared at her face-from her eyes all the way to her red lips. In the end, he couldn't help but lean over to kiss her lips. He could no longer control his emotions.

Not only was her lips soft and slightly cold, there was also a hint of fragrance, causing him to lose himself involuntarily.

When he felt a change in his body, he immediately moved back by several inches and stopped kissing her.

It felt as though he was playing with fire

Her face is clearly the same as Tiffany's, but why don't I have any interest in Tiffany at all?

Matthew lusted for Veronica's unique body scent a little. The scent was so familiar

that it made him feel relaxed, comfortable and enjoyable.

And just like that, he allowed her to sleep in his arms for a while before releasing her when her breathing calmed and she was in a deep sleep. Then, he left her bedroom in a hurry.

It seems like I still need to keep my distance away from her. Otherwise, it is hard for me to believe that I repeatedly have trouble controlling myself whenever I face her.

The feeling of powerlessness over his own body made him feel extremely

uncomfortable.

The next day came and went just like the previous few days. When Veronica woke up at 7:00AM, Matthew had already gotten out of bed.

At the moment, he was sitting in the dining room to have his breakfast. However, after glancing at the delicious food on the table and smelling the fragrance permeating the living room, she only got herself a glass of water.

In the dining room, Matthew glanced at her and invited, "Come and eat."

Veronica stood next to him and drank the water while shaking her head. "Nope. I don't think I want to eat."

I can't believe the oatmeal I ate cost 300 per bowl. If I eat another bowl today, it'll cost me another 300! It's too expensive for me. Growl...

Then, her stomach began to rumble uncontrollably, so she awkwardly touched her belly and immediately returned to the living room to sit on the couch.

Seeing how hard-pressed she was, he couldn't help but feel sorry for her. "I won't charge you for the meal."

"You won't charge me?" After hearing that he wouldn't charge her any money, her eyes immediately brightened as she put down the glass of water and went to his front. "Are you really not going to charge me for the meal?"

To be fair, she actually didn't have any money to pay Matthew back, especially when she couldn't afford such an outrageously expensive meal.

"Yes."

"Hehe, you're the best, bro." After taking advantage of him, Veronica smiled sarcastically as if her lips were filled with honey and called her 'bro' Then, she sat across from him and lowered her head to look at the oatmeal in her bowl. "What oatmeal are we having today?" the

"Nutty banana oatmeal."

"That's exactly what I want." She happily scooped a spoonful of oatmeal and brought it to her mouth to have a taste. "It's so delicious." As she chewed carefully to taste the fragrance of the oatmeal, she sighed from the bottom of her heart. "Which brand is it? The taste is amazing. Is it expensive? Can I afford it?"

'It's expensive," Mathew replied flatly while eating his oatmeal and sitting across from her.

His few words were enough to express how pricey this bowl of oatmeal was.

Since Matthew was the one who uttered the word 'expensive, it could only mean that there was no chance Veronica could afford it.

"By the way, I won't be back for the next two weeks, so you can live your quiet life," she said while scooping the oatmeal with her spoon. He doesn't like me anyway. I reckon that he will be having a good time once I'm gone for two weeks.

"Okay," he replied.

"Hmph, I knew it. If Grandma didn't like me, you wouldn't have allowed me to stay here in the first place."

"I'm glad that you understand."

Veronica was immediately rendered speechless. You b*stard! I would rather that you do not speak! If I wasn't under immense pressure at the moment to avoid the Larson Family, I wouldn't have needed to rely on you. Although I'm cutting down on cost, it doesn't mean that I can't afford the rent!

After the meal, she cleaned her dishes and went back to her room to pack her stuff in the luggage that she borrowed from Matthew. Once everything was completed, she stood in the living room and waved her hand at him. "Matthew, I'm leaving now. Don't miss me too much."

The man, who was sitting on the couch with his legs crossed, immediately cast a cold gaze when he heard her words. "What did you say?"

"Um... Hehe, I said that I'm leaving, so don't miss me too much." Veronica smiled sarcastically while carrying her luggage.

"Get out." The two simple words he uttered were filled with intent.

After rolling her eyes at him, Veronica carried her shoulder bag and walked into the elevator while mumbling, "What the hell? At least we've lived together for so long, which practically makes us housemates. I can't believe that he does not care for me at all!"

She took the elevator down to the underground second floor. The moment the door was opened, she found Thomas standing outside with a suitcase in his hand too.

"Mr. Riler, are you going out too? Why are you also carrying a suitcase?" she asked iuriously with a faint smile.

"Um..." With a quick glance, he recognized the suitcase in her hand as his own boss' suitcase, so he instantly understood what was going on. "Yes, I'm going out." "Oh, I wish you a safe journey then." Veronica waved her hand at him and left.

Behind her, Thomas replied, "Safe travels to you too, Miss Murphy."

She waved again without looking back. "Thank you."

Look at that. It seems like only Thomas knows how to treat me well. He even wished me well on my journey. What a sweet guy.