Bumpkin’s Rich Handsome Husband novel Chapter 203

Up to this point, Tifanny knew that the cat was out of the bag.

The folder dropped from her hands as her legs wobbled, making her stumble and fall to the ground.

She looked like a soulless marionette that sat on the ground silently.

"The baby inside you. Whose is it?" asked Matthew with one hand in his pocket while the other was holding the cigarette, as he flicked it against the ashtray nonchalantly.

Petrified with fear, Tiffany raised her head. "What... The child? Of course, it's yours. Matthew, you... you can't break your promise so easily."

How did it come to this?

Wasn't he acting just fine yesterday?

Why is he suddenly suspecting where the baby came from?

This sudden development caught Tiffany entirely off guard.

She had never thought Matthew would react so quickly.

"Do you know why I didn't contact you yesterday?”

Matthew raised his eyebrow, looking like a god about to descend his punishment onto the mortals who defied him.

"W-Why?"

Tiffany asked cautiously, with a voice so small that only a mosquito could hear it.

"The boss had me contact Castron to investigate every detail of when you were there. Otherwise, why would he not call you on the day of the incident?" Thomas explained.

Matthew only suspected her of having a child in her belly because she pretended to save him and tried multiple times to harm Veronica.

She really is a cruel woman who would do anything to achieve her goal.

In order to marry me, she tried every trick in the book. This made him wonder whether 'that one time' abroad with her was enough to make her pregnant.

As expected, the results of the investigation surprised everyone.

Thomas' words made Tiffany ghastly pale, making her look a bit terrifying.

"I-It's... not like that. This is impossible."

Shaking her head maddeningly, Tiffany clutched her belly. "The baby is yours. It really is yours... Ugh...”

Nonetheless, she only managed to explain halfway when Matthew leaned down and choked her. "Have you thought about how you're going to die?"

"Ugh... It hurts..."

He tightened his grip, making his joints pop, while Tiffany felt like her windpipe was being crushed to the point her face started to go all red.

Raised by the man like a chick, she tried her hardest to hit both of Matthew's hands. "Ugh... Let... Let go..."

These few words took all she had.

Matthew peered at her with a flash in his gaze before he tossed her away like a piece of trash.

With a bang, Tiffany's head hit the bed, and her forehead began bleeding.

Huff... Huff...

The moment she fell down, her neck was released with air rushing into her body, making her cough chokingly, completely ignoring the wound on her forehead.

Matthew only took a couple of tissue papers from the desk and wiped his hands before throwing them away in the trash can with a disdainful expression. "Proceed with the operation."

"Yes, boss."

Thomas nodded.

Scared out of her wits, Tiffany crawled to Matthew and tugged on his pants. "Sob, sob... Matthew, the child really is yours. You can't be so cruel. If Old Mrs. Kings knew about this, she would be really sad. Her biggest wish is to have a great-grandchild. If she knew... Ah!"

In this world, there would always be some that kept crossing his line.