Bumpkin’s Rich Handsome Husband novel Chapter 169

Is this damn woman a slave to money or something? Matthew thought incredulously as his face dimmed further.

Veronica couldn't have possibly taken a fee from Xavier when she celebrated his birthday for him, could she?

She had just spent over a million on Xavier at the club the other day. Matthew highly doubted she had taken Xavier's money just to celebrate his birthday after an incident like that had happened.

Despite starting to feel out of sorts at the mere thought of it, Matthew only apathetically replied, "I don't have the money.”

"You don't have the money?" Veronica huffed in disbelief. "No money, no talk."

How could he dare expect her to celebrate his birthday without his financial contribution? Maybe in your dreams, she thought before she was hit by a sudden realization. "You brought me all the way back to Bloomstead just to celebrate your birthday with you?"

Her guess was dead on.

A trace of guilt flashed across Matthew's face at that, and his thin lips slightly parted. "You promised to arrange me and Tiffany’s wedding. Who gave you permission to disappear halfway?"

Baffled, Veronica asked in return, "Didn't we come to an agreement on that? How can you go back on your own words?!"

"My own words? What have I promised you in my own words?" Matthew questioned. After taking a moment to think about Matthew's question, Veronica only shook her head and replied, "I don't think you promised me anything."

The corners of his lips began to lift as he looked at the naive and honest woman in front of him.

He then walked around her to the living room and propped himself onto the sofa. With one hand on the armrest, his other hand was placed on his knee and was lightly tapping in irregular intervals. His eyes held a glint of interest as he gazed at Veronica. "Tell me," he started again. "What plans do you have for the decorations in the wedding hall?"

Upon hearing his words, she could feel her blood pressure rising dangerously high as she was on the verge of spewing curse words at him at that moment.

With that, she angrily walked toward him and began to chastise him when she was standing right in front of him, "I'm not a wedding planner! Why the hell would you want me to decorate the wedding hall?"

Instead of answering her, Matthew continued, "I'll leave everything in your hands. You can get a wedding planning company if you want."

"Then why don't you hire a real wedding—" Veronica started to rebuke, only to stop herself just in time when a thought flashed through her mind. She then made herself

appear extremely reluctant as she nodded. "Alright. I'll do it since you requested me to. But you should give me an estimation of how much you are willing to spend. Let's be transparent about this. If not, what would I do if I went over budget and you decide to not pay up for my services?"

"Inform Thomas regarding any expenses that you need to be claimed,” Matthew nonchalantly informed, to which Veronica, too, readily gave her okay.

She wasn't going to keep saying no as long as he was willing to reimburse her for the expenses.

Now in a much better mood, she said to him, "I have something else to do. Get your fiancee to celebrate your birthday with you."

She then turned around and started to walk out of the place.

Staring at her back, Matthew was just about to say something when she suddenly stopped in her tracks and warned coldly, "You better watch Tiffany closely, Matthew. She may be your fiancee, and I probably won't stand a chance against the Kingses, but don't cross the line."

She knew that Matthew wasn't the target of her rage and that she shouldn't be telling him this, but it was getting hard for her to hold back.

With a somber look on her face, she then added, "If the day really does come, I hope that you will at least consider the fact that I was Grandma's savior. Don't you dare ever lay a finger on my family."

It was difficult to read the myriad of emotions in her eyes, but anyone could have sensed the sadness coming from Veronica through her tone of words.

Upon hearing this, Matthew knitted his dark brows into a frown and the tapping on his knee came to a stop.

"What did she do to you this time?" he growled.

His face fell, and his left hand unconsciously curled into a tight fist as his anger began to bubble up.

"Why ask me when you can ask your little fiancee?" After saying that, the coldness in her gaze diminished, and she turned around again to leave.

Matthew sat there pondering in silence for quite some time after the door to his place was shut. He eventually got up, and after getting into his car, he drove straight to Dragon's Creek Villa.

Veronica, on the other hand, was walking by the roadside while giving Xavier a call.