Bumpkin’s Rich Handsome Husband novel Chapter 147

"What else could it be?! Veronica the b*tch just won't leave us alone!"

Blood boiled, Tiffany eventually failed to keep her shirt on as she stomped in rage and cursed, "I'm going to send her to hell! I'm going to kill that b*tch!"

Bawling hysterically, she had totally lost all gentleness and good manners a socialite should possess. In contrast, she looked like a maniac who was on the verge of breaking down.

Rachel's expression changed immediately upon perceiving Tiffany's rage, so she instinctively looked toward Floch, who was standing beside her.

With that, Floch quickly walked up to Tiffany and retorted, "Nonsense! You must not lay a finger on Veronica."

Hearing that, Tiffany glared at Floch with her eyes, which became bloodshot due to anger. At the same time, shock flashed through her menacing face. "Are you defending Veronica the b*tch?!"

With his eyes darkened, Floch waved his hand. "How is that possible? Stop overthinking. I ask you not to lay a finger on Veronica because she's Old Madam Kings' god-granddaughter and she's quite close with Matthew too. If any mishaps happen to her, the Kings will surely look into the matter. Given their power, do you think they won't be able to catch the culprit? You'll be digging your own grave by doing so!"

"My thoughts exactly. Silly girl, what on earth are you thinking?"

Rachel walked up to Tiffany, held her hand, and cooed, "Remember this—you and Matthew are getting married soon, and you're pregnant with a child. You should accumulate virtue for the sake of the child's health and safety."

"Accumulate virtue my foot!"

Engulfed by rage, Tiffany had totally lost her rationality. She shoved away Rachel's hand furiously and scowled, "This child is not Matthew's. Don't you already know that?!"

Of course, Matthew could not possibly be the child's father.

Back then, Matthew had some interim matters to settle in Castron, so Tiffany tagged along to find a chance to sleep with him.

However, Matthew was not stirred up at all and did not even spare her a glance no matter how hard she tried.

It was only until the day when Matthew got drunk after a business dinner did Tiffany pretend to have slept with him and successfully deceived him.

Initially, she thought Matthew would definitely not remain hostile toward her anymore since they had already slept together, and with that, she would naturally be able to become pregnant with his child thereafter.

However, little did she expect that Matthew's attitude toward her did not change much after that incident.

Having no other choice, Tiffany thought of a way to get pregnant in the shortest time.

Sure enough, nothing was impossible according to the saying, 'When there was a will, there was a way'. Therefore, about a month ago, she successfully conceived a child.

Nevertheless, the child did not belong to the Kings.

It did not matter whether or not the child belonged to Matthew. As long as the outcome remained the same, it would not cause any impact.

"A-Although this child is not Matthew's, you're still young, so you don't have to worry about that at all."

"Yeah, your mom is right. As long as you can marry into the Kings Family smoothly, all these are not an issue."

Floch patted Tiffany's shoulder. "You're the pride of our family, and you'll definitely become the pride of the Kings Family too in the future. Darling, you have to learn to be more generous. Don't be too bothered by these trivial matters. Take Veronica for example. She's just an insignificant person, so why do you have to be angry with her? Why are you even thinking of laying a finger on her? That would only stain your hands, am I right?" "Yeah. She's not worthy of that!" Rachel nodded in tacit agreement as the husband and wife echoed each other.

Thereafter, they led Tiffany upstairs and continued comforting her for quite some while before urging her to rest early.

After settling everything, Rachel went back to her room and locked the door. Seeing Floch smoking on the balcony, she walked over and sighed thoughtfully.

Smoking the cigarette between his fingers, Floch too heaved a deep sigh.