Veronica talked a lot.
It took a few seconds after Veronica finished speaking for Matthew to suddenly come back to his senses.
Oblivious to the fact that his hands were balled into fists in the pocket of his trousers, Matthew was currently on the verge of rage and collapsing.
It turned out that the reason she kept rejecting him was that in her heart, he had already been sentenced as guilty!
To her, he was a rapist!
Great!
How wonderful!
The sullen look on Matthew's handsome face gradually disappeared which was then replaced by an unfathomable smile.
That smile was simply a curved arc at the corners of his lips, not even reaching his eyes.
After that, he turned on his heels and left without saying a word.
Bang!
The room fell silent as the door to the ward slammed shut.
Veronica swallowed nervously and involuntarily let go of her hand which was clutching the blankets tightly, only to feel her tense nerves relax.
Only the heavens knew that she felt the chilling breath emanating from Matthew's body. His powerful aura enveloped her, making her nervous to the point of almost suffocating.
However, it was better this way.
Matthew would probably ignore her from today onward.
This was what Veronica was hoping for, but she was not happy at all.
That night, she lay in bed until dawn before finally falling asleep.
At 8:30 the next morning, Veronica received a call from the bridal store, saying that many of the customers who had made wedding reservations before canceled their bookings.
Just this morning, seven bookings had been canceled.
Listening to her assistant, Shirley, on the other end of the phone, Veronica knew that Matthew must be behind it.
He was infuriated, and this was his way of revenge on her.
"Got it. If there are more customers who want to cancel the bookings later, just go along with it as long as they pay the penalty fee," she instructed calmly.
"Huh? Is there... Is there a problem, President Murphy?" Shirley was keen to find out if something happened.
Veronica shook her head and replied, "Just make sure you do your part."
After speaking, she hung up the phone.
However, her misery did not end
there.
Just when she had just put down her phone, another call came in.
Picking up the phone, she saw that it was from Ivana.
"Ivana, is there a reason why you're calling so early?"
In fact, she already had an idea.
"Well...Veronica, erm..."
On the other end of the phone, Ivana stammered as if she could not structure her sentence.
Veronica took the initiative to speak instead, "Oh, I also have something to tell you. I thought about the endorsement offer you proposed to me yesterday, but I think I don't want it anymore. Since I'm good at it, I worry that my popularity will grow once I take up this endorsement. I can't imagine how tiring it will be later on when I get countless endorsements in the future. I probably can't even live a normal and peaceful life! Hahaha. Sorry, Ivana. Can you tell your boss for me? Anyway, we haven't signed the contract yet, so it should be fine, right?"
Having said that, Veronica was just trying to save Ivana's pride. She did not want to make her awkward.
"Oh, is that so? Hehehe, well then. I'll let my boss know later. We're friends too, so you don't have to feel bad."
Ivan breathed a sigh of relief. The call was to tell Veronica about the cancellation of the endorsement, but it was difficult for Ivana to tell her. Who knew that Veronica would take the initiative to reject the offer?
"I called you to set a date to sign the contract, but if you don't want to, I’ll let my boss know. I'll also come and visit you with Yvonne some other day, alright?"
"Sure. Sorry for the trouble, Ivana."
"You're welcome. That's what friends are for. I'll get back to work first. Let's get in touch later.”
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