Bumpkin’s Rich Handsome Husband novel Chapter 318

Matthew responded, "Okay. I promise."

"Thank you."

As soon as Veronica said that, Matthew stopped in his tracks and turned to look at her intently with a disapproving gaze. "I do not wish to hear that from you again."

She then pouted at his response. "Why are you so bossy?"

"I don't want us to be such strangers. That's all."

She held her tongue as warmth began to enfold her due to his straightforward answer. They continued strolling, wandering around the plum trees. The flowers bloomed and tinted the flurry of snow with red and pink. It was a sight to behold.

As the delicate snow brushed against her face, she relished in the flowers before reaching out her hand unconsciously to hold his. Subsequently, she pointed out something that was ahead of them. "Look! It's so pretty. The yellow flowers at my place are nothing compared to these."

Feeling the warmth wrapping around his hand, he glanced at her little hand that was holding his before letting out a genuine smile. "Yeah, it's pretty.”

"Isn't it? Told you that it would be awesome to see it with your own eyes. It feels different during winter." Like an innocent child, Veronica let go of his hand and walked toward the tree to take a closer look at the flowers.

The wide smile on her face expressed her love for the view.

Just like that, Matthew trailed behind her silently while his eyes zeroed in on her, watching her being free and happy while playing. As though her merriment had rubbed off on him, his heart was filled with contentment and pure joy.

Once the nervousness melted away with blissful peace, everything seemed to be perfect.

After roaming around to her heart's content, Veronica was finally willing to return to Matthew's side. Staying covered underneath the umbrella, she rubbed her hands profusely, trying to warm herself up. "Huff. It's freezing cold."

Matthew put his hand on top of hers and yanked her into his embrace, then proceeded to hug her with his jacket. "Are you still feeling cold now,

Little Roni?"

Did he just call me... ’Little Roni ?

Although she heard this nickname from Conrad’s lips many times before, which was quite repulsive and icky, it felt different when Matthew called her in that manner. Instead of distaste, it elicited a smile on her face.

It actually feels kind of sweet...

Other than her adoptive parents and Crayson, Matthew was the one that had pampered her the most with care and affections. Right at this moment, cuddling in his embrace, Veronica somehow felt like she was dipped into a jar of honey—even the air tasted sweet for some reason.

She shook her head. "It's warm."

Suddenly, she placed her hands on his chest and pushed him away slightly, trying to make some space between them. Still, she couldn't bring herself to look into his eyes as she lowered her head.

The snowflakes danced along the winter breeze, enveloping the couple that was standing under the plum trees. It was beautiful and tranquil that seemed to have the power to make time stop in its tracks in order to let the wholesome picture stay longer in stillness.

"Erm... Can we keep it low-profile? What if someone sees us?" Only then did she have the courage to raise her head with pleading eyes.

"Let's stay like this for a little longer." Matthew shook his head as he grew greedier for her. He had a feeling that she might leave as soon as he let go of her.

"Fine, then. I... Only one more minute."

"Why don't you tell me the price? I would love to buy the rest of your lifetime," he teased.

"In your dreams." She snorted but couldn't help smiling, revealing her adorable dimples.