Bumpkin’s Rich Handsome Husband novel Chapter 12

Veronica answered the call and listened to the old woman’s warm words. Elizabeth told her that if something were to happen to her, she should give her a call. Elizabeth then hung up after she heard a yes from Veronica.

“Stop the car!” Veronica shouted after ending the call.

Glaring at her, Matthew reached out his hand and grabbed her by her jaw before turning her face toward himself. “What? Think you’re somebody now just because you have Grandma’s support?”

“It’s not that.” She shoved his hand away and dropped her gratifying act. “Although you’re rich and good-looking, Matthew, not every woman is dying to be married to you, so you don’t have to be so smug all the time. What happened this time was just an accident. I understand that you don’t want me to be pregnant, but I don’t have the desire to bear your child as well. Two months later, I’ll go get checked in the hospital, and you can have Thomas follow me. If the results state that I’m pregnant, we can opt for an abortion then, cutting off any connection there is between us.”

Seeing her serious attitude, Matthew revealed a grin. “You think I'd buy that?” After all, how could he trust a slippery, Oscar-worthy woman like her?

“It’s all up to you, but that’s the best choice, isn’t it?” Veronica confidently smiled.

Her bright smile somewhat disgusted Matthew. “Stop the car!”

With that, the sedan stopped. Veronica politely bid her farewell. “Goodbye.” Having said that, she pushed the car door open before slamming it shut and departing. Her forceful slam left the car swinging.

Meanwhile, inside the car was Matthew rubbing his forehead, perturbed by how troublesome Veronica was. “Pay close attention to her phone calls and have someone to keep an eye on her.”

“Yes, Young Master Matthew,” Thomas replied without questioning his boss. Having worked for Matthew for many years, he was well aware of how he thought.

He understood that Matthew was worried Veronica might look for another man or seek any kind of measure to impregnate herself within the following two months.

And so, for one and a half months, Veronica never bumped into Matthew. She had returned to her previous life—working as a security guard at Twilight Club during the night and doing takeout deliveries in her spare time during the day. Other than that, she would send lunch over to her foster mother at the hospital. Her foster father, on the other hand, remained unconscious.

One day, as she was delivering takeouts to her customers, she received a phone call from the private investigator.

“Miss Murphy, I’ve found the negligent driver,” the investigator claimed.

Since the negligent driver succeeded in escaping the accident involving her foster parents, plus the fact that, after the investigation, the vehicle was discovered to be a legally scrapped car, the negligent driver was nowhere to be found.

Nonetheless, the private investigator was able to come up with a way to locate the car, and obtain the blood inside it to run a DNA test. Eventually, he discovered that the negligent driver was in fact a criminal.

Receiving the news, Veronica was even more convinced that the Larsons had bribed the police officer responsible for the case. Otherwise, how could the police force fail to come to a finding?

“Where is the man?”

“I’ll arrive at Bloomstead in two hours. I’ll contact you again by then.”

“Great. Thanks.”

After hanging up her phone, Veronica muttered, “Dad, Mom, I’m getting closer to the truth! I’ll make sure the people who hurt you pay for it!”