"Okay, sure. I’ll go and look for her," Matthew nodded and replied. Then, he walked up to the road and surveyed the surrounding area before she spotted Veronica running in a distance.
He sauntered toward her. The girl in sports attire wore her hair in a ponytail, causing it to sway in the air as she ran non-stop. She seemed exuberant, exuding the vibe of a young lady, which made the man break into a smile that came from his heart.
She ran and ran, and soon arrived before him. "Why are you here?" Veronica impatiently muttered without even glancing at him.
"Mrs. Murphy had me ask you to go home for breakfast."
"Alright." she coldly uttered before she walked around him and left.
However, after barely taking a few steps, Veronica noticed that Matthew didn't catch up with her, so paused in her tracks. Turning her head, she looked at him and asked, "What are you waiting for? Let's go back to eat. We can head over to Bloomstead then."
Matthew tilted his body to gaze at the ripples on the water that were formed by gentle breeze. "The scenery is as pretty as a picture; there's no need for us to rush back."
"No need to rush back?"
There's no such need for you, but there is for me! Veronica grabbed the towel hanging around her neck and wiped the sweat on her fair face, panting as she said, "You are getting married in less than 10 days. You don't see the need to be in a hurry, but there are those who do."
The man raised his dark brows. "That has nothing to do with me."
Upon hearing that, Veronica grumbled to herself, Damn you! If you don't have anything to do with it, who does? "No, I'm now in charge of your wedding planning and I'm in the midst of a serious preparation, so we can't afford to delay things."
"I'll contact Thomas to have him take full respon—''
"No!" Before Matthew managed to finish his sentence, Veronica stepped forward in a fluster and interrupted, "Since the task has been given to me, I have to make sure that it is completed. How can I hand it over to Thomas halfway through?"
A person’s true intention would be revealed if one failed to maintain their composure. Veronica had been against Matthew's marriage with Tiffany ever since the very beginning. Thus, her current unusual proactiveness caused Matthew to smell a rat.
He turned to her, darting her a profound glance as he appraised her, as though he was trying to penetrate her thoughts through her eyes.
Veronica's heart leapt into her mouth and she was so nervous that she clenched the towel in her hands. She immediately explained, "I've told you that I can help you plan your wedding, but you have to manage your fiancee. If your fiancee steps beyond the line, I'll take action on her. I wish that you won't involve my parents in this. This is our agreement, so I... I have to fulfill it." Her mind started to race in search for an explanation.
Matthew stared at her with a sharp gaze, as though he was secretly analyzing how true her words were.
At that moment, Daniella happened to walk up to the road and she called out to them. "Why are you two standing over there? Come back and have breakfast."
"Okay! Coming, Mom." Veronica responded to Daniella before saying to Matthew, "Let's go back to eat. My parents must have been waiting for some time."
And so, the two of them returned home to have breakfast.
They sat at the dining table and chatted over the meal.
Tony seemed to have recalled something when he raised his head and asked Veronica, "Speaking of which, Veronica, I heard from your mother that Xavier had an appendectomy. How is he doing now?"
"What?" Veronica was stunned by the question at first, but she then let out an awkward smile. "Oh—he's fine. He made a speedy recovery."
She had randomly mentioned Xavier's condition previously and yet, they kept that in mind. Fortunately, I didn't tell them about my injury; they would be worried sick if I did, she exclaimed inwardly.
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