Her Biliionaire Husband (Veronica and Matthew)
Chapter 345

Her Billionaire Husband Chapter 345 Yvonne Is Pregnant

Xavier convulsed with pain and seeing that he was about to be whacked, he rolled around on the spot and escaped Crayson's attack. His actions only made Crayson even more upset; it was not long before Crayson removed his green army coat and rolled up his sleeves before marching toward him.

His aggressive aura made Xavier struggle to rise up from the ground, but before he could stand upright, Crayson sent a kick flying his way. He subconsciously dodged the kick, but he did not expect that it was just a feint. When his body tilted to the right, Crayson's foot was already slamming to the right and directly landed on his face.

Losing his balance, Xavier fell to the ground with a loud crash. Crayson walked over and turned Xavier's arm over. Before he could see what was going on, Crayson immediately broke his arm, then stepped on his leg without any mercy. He used all of his strength and the sound of bones breaking could be heard immediately after.

"Ahhhh!" Xavier could not bear the pain and screamed hysterically while his face distorted with pain.

Crayson scoffed coldly before kicking him in the stomach again. "Remember, Roni is my student. If you dare to lay your finger on her once again, I'll f*ck you up so badly that your mom wouldn't even recognize you!"

After all, he was an experienced fighter with extraordinary skills and Xavier was not his match at all. As he was threatened by the harsh words, Xavier could only lie helplessly on the ground. However, he gritted his teeth tightly; his red eyes glared at Crayson as a bloodthirsty killing intent suddenly radiated off him. Alas, because his leg was broken and his arm was dislocated, he was even less of a match for Crayson. Discretion is the better part of valor, Xavier thought as he was not stupid enough to voluntarily get himself killed.

Crayson turned and walked to the bed, then looked at Veronica, who was lying there, with a frown. "Idiot, don't tell anyone that you are my student. It's embarrassing for me."

He huffily turned around to pick up his army coat before tossing it onto Veronica's face. "Put it on and come with me."

Veronica pouted while she sniffled sadly to the master she had a close bond with. "I can't move."

"You... Sigh, you're so dull. How many times have I told you to train hard with me, but you refused to listen? Look at you now. It makes me angry." The exasperated master sat by the bed, clutched her arms and piggy-backed his student.

"Crayson... Master Crayson, you're too old for this. Put me down." Veronica did not know how Crayson found her here, but at that moment, she gained more respect and gratitude toward him. Actually, I am more moved than anything.

"Shut up. What are you nagging me for? You brat, all you do is embarrass me."

With her on his back, Crayson steadily headed outside without any trace of weaknesses that a man in his sixties or seventies should have. As they walked to the door of the suite, the people from the hotel rushed over after hearing the commotion and attempted to stop him. However, when they saw him carrying Veronica on his back, they exchanged looks with each other.

No longer suppressing their curiosity, they asked, "What happened earlier? Who broke the door?" The person in the lead was most likely the hotel manager as he pointed at them while interrogating. Crayson shot him straight with a glare. "Why don't you ask the person who booked this room? Get out of my way. Can't you see that she is hurt? Move aside."

He roared angrily and his natural disposition made them feel the compelling aura radiating from him. They retreated to the side and made way for him to leave with Veronica on his back. The two then took the elevator downstairs and left. After they were out of the hotel, Crayson called a taxi and sent Veronica to the hospital.

Along the way, Veronica asked, "Master Crayson, how did you know that I was here?"

"You foolish brat, did you forget that you asked me to come over to Bloomstead just to be your security guard? As soon as I arrived, someone contacted and told me that you were in danger at the hotel and that I should rescue you," he replied factually.

"Who called you?" Veronica's brows furrowed. She kept getting the feeling that something was fishy.

Crayson shook his head while taking out his phone from his pocket and handing it to her. His phone was the oldest model to date and even though she had bought him a smartphone before, he did not want to use it. Besides, his old phone barely had any signal in the mountains, so it was unnecessary for its use. She just did not expect that he would remember to bring his phone when he came to Bloomstead.

Veronica opened the call log on Crayson's phone and skimmed through it. Other than her, the recent calls were all from her parents. However, on the top of the list, it showed a call from an unknown number that lasted one minute. Unknown number? This kind of call can't be tracked at all... Who's helping me? She had no clue.

In order to not worry her master, she shied away from talking about today's incidents. Instead, she changed the subject and asked, "It's almost Christmas. Why didn't you decide to come after the holidays?" Previously, he had accidentally tripped and suffered a cerebral hemorrhage. Although Veronica promised to have Crayson visit Bloomstead, she never dared to because of his injury. She had planned to let him recuperate for a while and come again in a few years, but she did not expect him to show up like he did today. What a... coincidence.

When she went to the hospital, the doctor briefly treated the wound on her wrist and inserted an IV drip. It took a while for her to recover, but she gradually regained her strength. Beside her was a nagging Crayson who glared at her with his sharp eyes; however, his nags warmed her heart.

"Yeah, yeah, you're right. I am too stupid. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone that you're my master in the future to save you some embarrassment." Veronica playfully joked around as she listened to his mumbling about his dissatisfaction toward her as a student.

"I'll break your leg if you dare to try that." The old man scoffed coldly and out of nowhere, he pulled out a huge smoking pipe and began to smoke like a magic man!

The diligent student glanced at the warning sign hanging on the wall that said 'NO SMOKING'. However, because it was a single ward, she did not care to stop him. For a long-time smoker like him, it would be unbearable to stop.

Veronica stayed in the hospital for a few hours before she took Crayson back to the apartment and arranged for him to stay in her house. In the evening, she took him out for a stroll to witness the hustle and bustle of Bloomstead. By the time they returned to the apartment, it was already 7.00PM to 8.00PM. As Crayson was used to going to bed early, he simply washed up and retired for the night.

Veronica then went out with a notebook and computer and booked a room in the hotel next to the community. She had to call Yvonne as soon as she had time. If Xavier and Conrad had already found out the majority of the truth, then Yvonne was in the most danger now.

However, just as she got through Yvonne's phone and spoke, "Where are you? I have something to tell you."

"Roni, I have something to tell you, too. Haha, I'm pregnant, Roni."