Her Biliionaire Husband (Veronica and Matthew)
Chapter 529

Chapter 529 Sticking up for Yvonne

When Veronica looked at Yvonne and saw her empty expression, she couldn't help but feel pained yet angry at the same time. She walked to Yvonne's side and supported her. "If you don't believe in the doctor's words, we can take him to another hospital for a checkup. However, we have to let Conrad remain unconscious, or he'll still get up to his tricks."

"Yes, you're right..." Yvonne nodded mechanically before looking up at Veronica a second later. Her eyes were damp and her tears clung to her eyelashes; she stubbornly refused to let them slide down. Her teary expression melted Veronica's heart. In a trembling voice, Yvonne asked, "What about you? C-Can I believe you?"

Yvonne was not to blame for not believing her. After all, she did not know who to believe now. Ever since she found out that Conrad was hospitalized, to the time she found the insurance policy at his company, and after Matthew reminded her, she had gone to the hospital to look for the director who personally told her that Conrad had cancer.

As soon as Yvonne said that, her expression changed as if she suddenly thought of something. She immediately took out her phone, her fingers trembling as she dialed a number. "I'll send you an ID number. Help me replace out if there is any insurance under this person's name."

After hanging up the phone, Yvonne immediately sent the ID number in her phone over. She had gotten this ID number the day she stayed the night at the hotel. When she lost the room card given to her by Conrad afterward, he was not there, so she had no choice but to ask him to send his ID number to her.

Once she copied the ID number and edited the message, she sent it to her right-hand man, before she took a weak step and flopped down on a bench in the hallway limply.

All this time, she had been obsessing over whether or not Conrad actually had cancer, but she had neglected the insurance policy contracts she had seen in his office. If those contracts were fake, the truth would be clear.

Veronica was annoyed by Yvonne's questioning earlier, but once she thought of the things that Matthew said, she gathered her emotions and sat beside her to patiently calm her down. "It doesn't matter if you believe me or not, but you should believe the doctor's words. Also, the truth can't be hidden for long. As long as you want to replace out Conrad's true nature, there are many ways for you to do so."

"I need some space."

Yvonne leaned against the wall behind her and closed her eyes, falling silent.

Around ten minutes later, her phone rang, causing her to jolt violently before picking up. "How did it go?"

She couldn't wait to know the result.

"President Spencer, I've looked into every insurance company, and Conrad hasn't bought any insurance from any of them. However, he has a car insurance from Fedola Insurance."

"Just a car insurance?"

"Yes."

After hearing the words of confirmation from the other end of the call, Yvonne closed her eyes in despair, while the phone in her hand slid and smashed onto the ground, its screen turning black from the fall. She propped her elbows on her knees and buried her face into her hands, crying bitterly and loudly as if she were a child.

At the sight, Veronica felt pained and raised her hand to pat her shoulder, silently soothing her. Meanwhile, she let out a sigh with a face full of worry.

Yvonne could not accept the mere knowledge that Conrad had lied to her. If she knew that Conrad had done all those despicable and shameless things, would she go crazy? At that thought, Veronica was ever more reluctant to tell Yvonne the truth.

Slap!

Just as Veronica was in deep thought, Yvonne suddenly raised her hand and slapped herself, followed by yet another slap on her face. "I'm so stupid! I'm so stupid! I'm so stupid..."

She kept repeating those words while slapping her own face.

Veronica hurriedly grabbed her hands and stopped her. "Are you crazy? Conrad lied to you because he is a scheming b*stard, and you just didn't know that. Now that you know the truth, it's not too late to pull yourself away."

She was afraid that Yvonne would take it to heart, but upon witnessing her beating herself up, Veronica was even more worried.

Yvonne tilted her head and allowed her hair to fall messily over her face, laughing through her tears as she asked, "Do you think I'm stupid? That I'm ridiculous?"

"Yvonne, I don't think you're stupid. You're just too naive. In other words, you love him too much."

"Haha, what a tactful way of saying it. Isn't being naive the same as being an idiot?"

Yvonne shook off Veronica's hand and stumbled to the elevator, where she pressed on the button and headed downstairs. When she left the hospital, she walked aimlessly as if she were a walking corpse. Veronica was still worried about her, afraid that something might happen to her, so she kept trailing behind her.

After walking for an hour or two, Yvonne went to a nightclub in the end. It was already six in the evening, and the nightclub had just opened. She ordered a drink and sat at the bar counter, drinking, while Veronica sat aside and watched her without saying anything, silently protecting her. During a time like this, she knew that Yvonne would only want some time to herself.

As the time grew late, the nightclub became more and more crowded. From time to time, a few guys came to strike up a conversation with Yvonne, but she did not even spare them a glance.

Finally, a fat man went up to speak to her, but when he didn't get a response, he cursed, "Why are you still acting high and mighty at a place like a nightclub? Tch."

Splash!

Suddenly, Yvonne threw a glass of spirits at the fat man in the suit and glared at him, cursing, "F*ck off. You're calling me high and mighty just because I ignored you? The way you can't control your weight shows how capable you are."

Saying that, she gave him a kick.

Yvonne's voice was so loud that Veronica, who was sitting at the side, could hear it clearly. She couldn't help but be surprised as she rarely heard Yvonne cursing. After all, Yvonne was from a wealthy family, and would not be as 'foul-mouthed' as she was. From the looks of it, she must've been so emotional because she was hurt by Conrad, and the fat man's words had hit her sore spot, causing her to blow up. However, Yvonne could barely land a punch, so how would she be the fat man's opponent?

The man stumbled from her kick and immediately smashed his glass to the ground before he stepped forward and grabbed Yvonne's hair. "Damn it, how dare you shout at me? Do you have a death wish?" The fat man raised his hand and was about to slap Yvonne in the face when his wrist was grabbed by someone else.

"Psst!" Veronica whistled at him seductively. "What's the point of bullying a weak woman? Why don't I play with you instead?"

Yvonne was her friend, so she would cover for her. After all, she was already in a bad mood, and whoever was looking for a fight at this time was just giving themselves up. Now that a good opportunity to vent her anger was here, Veronica would not let it go.

"Oh, looks like we have a stunner here." The fat man looked at Veronica, only to see her dressed in sportswear with her hair tied in a simple high ponytail, looking innocent yet provocative.

"How would you like to play?" He grinned, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth.