Bumpkin's Rich Handsome Husband
Chapter 94

Chapter 94

In this world, there were some things that did not have a rewind button once initiated.

It did not matter whether it was the Larsons who had provoked them first or if it was her own overestimation of herself that led her to retaliate, for it was already too late

for her to back out.

Her only worry now was her foster parents.

Failing to understand Veronica's thoughts, Matthew only figured from his own point of view that Veronica's only use for the Larsons now was as a bone marrow donor for Randy. "I won't let you die.".

The words came out of the man's mouth after a long period of silence.

Hearing his words, she was dazed for a short while before smiling. "You really treat Grandma well."

What a filial grandson he was, she thought. Just because she knew how to humor and keep Old Mrs. Kings company, he would ensure that she would stay alive.

Even though Old Mrs. Kings was already at a ripe age, it would still be a long time before she could celebrate her centennial birthday, but she could still accomplish a lot during this period.

Both of them continued to remain inside the tent.

Although they were in an area with slight shelter from the wind, the billowing wind could still be clearly heard as it slammed into the tent mercilessly, making it shake since they were on the mountain top. Since there was nothing to act as a distraction to pass the time, Veronica felt extremely bored as she kept tossing and turning. However, she just could not fall asleep

The space inside the tent was not gigantic, so Matthew could detect her every movement.

"Can't sleep?"

The man's genule yet hoarse voice emerged from the dark.

"Yup."

Veronica had really struggled to fall asleep..

Ever since from eight o'clock to ten o'clock and ten o'clock to twelve o'clock, she had spent every agonizing second of it tossing and turning around.

"Did you also head to sleep at around four or five in the morning?"

Seeing as both of them were having trouble sleeping, Matthew then struck up a conversation with her instead..

At such a close distance in this cramped space, he could almost smell her body scent.

It was especially so when they shared the same sleeping bag because her hair would sometimes smack his face while emanating the fragrant smell of shampoo.

"No, I used to sleep at around twelve everyday. Then, I would wake up at seven or eight." Recounting the previous situation, she then made a simple deduction, "Maybe it was because I used to deliver goods all day long and it was too exhausting for me."

Even she herself had no idea why she was not having enough sleep nowadays.

Veronica tried to rest while facing the sky before turning to her side to sleep. However, her habit of pressing her legs against something made her curl her legs and it accidentally whacked Matthew.

At that moment, the corners of her mouth twitched before she immediately retracted her legs. "Haha... That was an accident."

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She was really going to be driven mad by all this.

It was uncomfortable for two people to sleep in this small tent.

"Go ahead and get some rest. I'm going outside for a smoke."

As he stood up, Matthew yanked the zipper open before he left the tent.

Veronica instantly stretched her limbs and rolled in the tent to relax her muscles, which made her feel much better.

Yet, after all the tossing and turning, she was still not drowsy, so she went out of the

lentin defiar.

Although it was a bit cold, the windy weather outside was still relatively refreshing

In a weather like this, mosquitoes would not be around as the wind would blow them away.

When she came out, Veronica saw Matthew on top of a stone with a lit cigarette in us hand.

As she walked over, she took a seat beside him and looked at the stars above. "Whenever that was a power outage when I was a little girl during summer, my mom would fan me as I counted the stars. At that time, the stars were really bright and beautiful. It would be like looking at the Milky Way."

Suddenly, a thought came to Veronica as she spoke. "Hey, Matthew, did you ever climb trees when you were young?"

"No."

With a cigarette in his mouth, the man shook his head.

"Hahaha, you would've missed out on a lot then."

Raising her head as she smiled, Veronica subconsciously tapped on his shoulders. "Did you know? I used to climb trees, catch fishes and lobsters, and even stole my neighbor's watermelon once. In the end, Mom gave me a good beating when she found out. We even had to pay our neighbor a considerable sum of money, hahaha.."

Since there was nothing better to do, she shared with Matthew all the interesting things about her childhood. He had quietly listened while enjoying her stories since he could feel her happy memories.

As Veronica spoke endlessly, time had flown past at lightning speed until she finally grew tired and dozed off on her bent knees, whereupon she plopped on his shoulder.

Matthew merely allowed her to lean in his embrace as he hugged her while gently playing with her hair.

His heart fluttered when the cold wind blew on her hair and teased his cheeks.

Caressing her face with his fingers, the man raised his head to look at the stars. The numerous stars paired with the big, bright moon made for a quiet and stunning scenery as he immersed himself within it. Stretching his legs slightly, he had only wanted for her to be a bit more comfortable, but he felt something damp on his legs.

As he reached out to touch it, he discovered that the woman was actually drooling on him.

Anyone would have felt disgusted by this, but even though Matthew slightly frowned and had a solemn face, he couldn't resist from laughing.

While carrying her, he entered the tent.

Since the interior of the tent was small, Veronica behaved like an octopus that tightly latched onto him and wouldn't relax her grip throughout the entire night.

Matthew felt that he had been through a torture session as he endured this feeling all

the way until morning. -

The next day, Veronica woke up after a sound sleep.

When she opened her eyes, he was already nowhere to be seen inside the tent.

Coming out of the tent, she happened to chance upon Matthew returning from the mountain base.

Walking up to him, she asked, "Matthew, where did you... Wow, that smells nice. What's that?"

Veronica asked as she pointed at the small portable pot, which looked like those that people used to cook instant noodles.

"Porridge."

"Porridge? Where did you even get that from? There's nobody living near here, no?"

"I could not make a fire here, so I went down to cook it."

The windy peak meant that a fire would easily break out if he actually cooked the porridge here. That was the reason why he descended the mountain earlier in the morning to cook the porridge before thoroughly extinguishing the fire with water. After all of that was done, he finally ascended the mountain.

The drooling Veronica looked with envy as she asked while greedily eyeing the porridge, "About that... Can I have some, my brother?"

Her actions matched her usual antics.

If there was something she needed, it was only then that she would call him 'brother

"If you behave well enough, I might just consider sharing some with you."

Looking at her, Matthew said softly.

Nodding profusely, Veronica replied, "Of course, of course. This can be arranged. Come, brother, you must be tired after all that. I'll massage your back for you."

After she led him to the rock where they both sat on while stargazing yesterday, she went behind him to massage his shoulders and back while flattering, "Matt-I mean, brother, you're so impressive. Your bag is like Doraemon's pouch; there's everything inside there."

Matthew had been rapidly ascending the mountain yesterday even though he had carried a black backpack. So, naturally, Veronica thought that it didn't contain much.

Who knew that it actually contained everything?

Although she was only doing this for food, Matthew nonetheless enjoyed her services.

He took out a spoon from his short black pants before giving it to her. "Time to eat."

"Oh, okay."

After taking the spoon, Veronica sat beside him and was going to scoop some porridge for herself.

However, before her hand could reach the pot of seafood porridge, Matthew slapped the back of her hand. "Have you brushed your teeth?"

"What? How could I do that when I don't have any access to water up here? Don't tell me you want me to brush my teeth at the base and then come back to eat?"

If it really was going to be such a hassle, then she would rather not eat.

"I have water and a disposable toothbrush in my bag."