Her Biliionaire Husband (Veronica and Matthew) novel Chapter 235

Chapter 235 This Is My Token of Gratitude

Veronica remained unwavered as she smiled and started clapping her hands. “Miss Dame is right, but there’s one thing I got to bring up here—I can live without the Kings Family, unlike you. If the Dame Family goes bankrupt, I’m afraid that you can’t even lift your frail fingers to earn money and you will have to rot on the streets.”

“You!” Ruka was left speechless by Veronica’s blunt remarks, but she brushed it off with a smile. “You’re so clever with words that everyone likes you so much. Oh, right! There will be a charity held in the city soon. I hope to see you there, Miss Murphy.”

Then, she checked the time on her wristwatch. “It’s late and my friends are waiting for me. Goodbye, Miss Murphy.”

With a smile, she waved her hand and left. Staring at Ruka’s back, Veronica felt something creeping up her heart. She could sense Ruka’s hostility toward her, and a strong one at that.

Still, Veronica had to admit that Ruka’s tolerance was on another level compared to Tiffany’s. As expected from a lady born with a silver spoon in her mouth—not only did Ruka exude elegance and class, she was reticent.

Veronica wheeled around and left as well. Knowing that she would be drinking, she didn’t drive her car here. She strolled along the streets while clutching tightly onto her sweater, trying to warm herself against the chilling breeze.

Suddenly, her phone rang. It was Matthew. Ever since she left the villa, it had been a month since they last met.

During that period of time, he messaged Veronica twice, but she left them unread and he never sent another text again. On the day she visited Elizabeth at Kings Residence, she didn’t see him either.

Since it was the first call after a month, she deemed that it was an emergency, so she answered the call. “Hello.”

Then, she waited for the man to speak. When she heard nothing but silence, her brow furrowed. “Can you hear me? If you’re not going to say anything, I’ll end the call now.”

“How have you been?” Finally, Matthew responded, and his voice was pleasing to the ears as always.

“What do you mean? Of course I’m doing fine. Don’t worry about me.”

“What about the company?”

Although she was aware that it was an innocuous question, Veronica couldn’t help the heavy feelings that overwhelmed her at the mention of her company, which had become her sore part. “Speaking about that, I should be grateful to you. Thanks to you, we’re doing better than expected.”

“Oh? How are you going to repay me then?” Matthew smiled and teased.

“It’s too late right now. I’ll send you the address and buy you lunch tomorrow. ” Her voice sounded tired as she terminated the call without a second thought, after which she returned home by cab. Lying down on the recliner on the balcony, she gazed at the starry sky, which wasn’t bright enough to lighten her mood.

The next day, Veronica had arrived at Red Dining and booked a private room. After ordering a cup of coffee, she waited patiently for Matthew, who finally appeared after ten minutes.

“Sorry for the long wait.” Beneath the blue coat that fit his frame perfectly was a black shirt.

“It’s alright. I just arrived.” She caught a glimpse of the man, who effortlessly pulled off the simple outfit and made the restaurant his very own runway.