Her Biliionaire Husband (Veronica and Matthew)
Chapter 381

Chapter 381 Hendrey Laid His Hands on Her

She lowered her gaze to the table, then to herself. There was only a piece of lingerie underneath her fluffy pajamas. This...

Veronica couldn't help but imagine some obscene images in her head, which caused her to gulp and her face to flush with redness. This b*stard is really sanctimonious!

As the heater was turned on, the entire unit was warm and Matthew was only wearing a white shirt. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and his collar was unbuttoned, exposing his neckline. He appeared appealing and enticing.

Even Veronica, who had seen many mesmerizing men, was captivated by him.

Despite his cold and arrogant appearance, he behaved in another manner when in private. "It's not good for your desire to be this endless, Matthew. It is harmful to your health."

Hearing that, he smiled vaguely. He then set his utensils down. Raising her chin, he murmured, "Well, you're the one to blame. You're too attractive for me."

"What? That's your own nature; don't blame it on me!"

With a disdainful expression, Veronica continued, "Look, you can't even control yourself now. There were so many women throwing themselves on you previously, and I don't believe that you're unmoved at all.

"Because..."

Matthew paused briefly before he softly whispered beside her ear, "I've restrained myself for so many years but after meeting you, I don't want to restrain myself anymore."

His mushy words immediately gave her goosebumps.

Veronica felt numb, as if an electric current had just passed through her body.

She raised her head and met Matthew's gaze, which was filled with desire. When she realized this, she pressed herself against the table, ready to flee.

"Let me warn you, Matthew Kings. Don't ever think of doing it on the table. I'll not let you off!"

"That doesn't matter. We can do it on the sofa."

"Sofa is a no-no too!"

"Then let's get on the bed."

"I... I am still hungry. Exercising right after a meal is bad for your body!"

"You can simply lie down. I'm the only one who is moving."

"You... You're such a devil!"

Veronica was at a loss for words. Matthew wrapped his arms around her waist just as she was about to flee from him. "I'm just kidding. Have your meal now." He then placed some food on Veronica's plate before repositioning the chair and standing up to place her on the seat. "You can sit now since it's warm."

"What?"

She was stunned, not understanding what he meant.

But she realized what he meant when she felt the warmth on the seat.

It was winter and she had few clothes on her. Matthew was worried that the seat would be too cold for her, so he sat on it to warm it up.

Such an insignificant action of his, but it warmed her heart, causing it to ache slightly.

Veronica couldn't put her mixed feelings into words, but she knew she was moved and at the same time, her heart ached for him as well.

Matthew appeared to be merciless, but he treated her with such care. Her heart couldn't help but ache for him.

"Why are you looking at me like this?"

He then turned around and took a jacket, which he draped over her. "Even if you have a heater, you must take care of yourself. Don't get a cold." "Why are you so nice to me, just like a fool?"

Only a fool would be so considerate to others while neglecting himself, she reasoned.

"What did you call me?"

"A fool."

Matthew was stumped for words.

She might very well be the only person in the world who dared to call him a fool.

But he couldn't do anything to her at all. His large palm pressed against her head and he said gently, "Have your meal fast. The food is getting cold." "Okay."

Veronica did not say anything else and started eating.

Matthew, on the other hand, walked to her opposite and placed some food on her plate, as well as some greasyback shrimp on his.

His slender fingers then began to peel the shrimp in an elegant and visually appealing manner.

Just as Veronica was staring at him, Matthew raised his hand and stuffed a peeled shrimp into her mouth. "Are you so infatuated with other men as well?" She simply began chewing the shrimp in her mouth. It tasted great, and had fresh and tasty flesh.

Then, she laughed. "Who will be infatuated with a fool?"

"What would you be if I'm a fool?"

He did not get angry and continued to peel the shrimps.

"I am..."

Matthew cut her off just as she was about to say something. "You're my woman. You'd be no better if I was a fool."

"Tsk."

Veronica couldn't get used to his unexpected humor. After all, she was used to his solemn demeanor.

He then added a few more peeled shrimp to her plate. Following that, she also took one of it and gave it to him. "I'll feed you."

Upon hearing that, Matthew right away opened his mouth.

It was an enjoyable lunch with a pleasant atmosphere.

Veronica had never had such a peaceful relationship with another person. She now felt that every moment she spent with Matthew was wonderful and amazing.

Meanwhile, after two weeks of waiting, Hendrey finally obtained the injection solution from the mysterious man.

The first thing he did was to invite Tiffany out for a movie date. After the movie, they had dinner together before taking a stroll down the street.

As Tiffany was wearing a mask, no one discovered her identity.

They both entered the Hilton Hotel at 9 PM that night.

Just after they entered the room, they were like a passionate couple, allowing their burning desire to take over.

After a long while when they both had their desires satisfied, Hendrey went into the bathroom to clean himself up. He then walked out wearing a bathrobe and smiled gently at Tiffany. "It's now your turn to take a bath."

"Sure."

Tiffany, who was lying on the bed, looked at him seductively and said in a coquettish tone, "After all that, I'm utterly exhausted, Hendrey. Can you carry me?"

Hearing that, he raised his brows and shook his head, his face calm.

However, a glint of scorn and mockery flashed through his eyes.

She has a rotten heart beneath her beautiful appearance. Such a sl*t!

Tiffany was twins with Veronica, but there was a world of difference between them.

He approached Tiffany, who was wearing nothing, and carried her up to the bathroom.

Tiffany had delicate makeup on at that moment, and she leaned against his chest, her fair arms wrapped around Hendrey's neck. "Hendrey, do you love me because I resemble Veronica?"

"Yes and no," he replied calmly.

"What do you mean?"

"My attention was initially drawn to the fact that you resemble Veronica. But after that, I adore you for who you are."

He gave Tiffany a seemingly perfect answer.

Feeling relieved, she smiled when she heard that. Her arms around his neck tightened even more, and she cuddled in his chest softly.

He placed her beside the bathtub after they both entered the bathroom and turned on the hot water for her. "Holler if you need anything," he said as he exited the restroom.

Immediately after Hendrey closed the door, the warm smile on his face vanished, replaced by an eerie expression.

Then he poured a glass of warm water and when he heard the sound of water in the bathroom was still on, he took a pill and put it in the glass of water.