Bumpkin’s Rich Handsome Husband novel Chapter 32

“This is what you call ‘not hating me’?”

As he listened to her speak, Matthew felt as if something that had taken root in his heart was suddenly pulled out. His throat tightened, and indescribable feelings struck his heart with a pang.

Veronica leaned against the headboard of the bed. Her complexion had yet to recover, and her body was still weak.

She looked at Matthew, feeling completely unperturbed. “You're the richest man in Bloomstead, and you get to enjoy life every day; I, on the other hand, struggle to earn money just to survive. We are two people on parallel paths, so there shouldn’t be any intersection.”

Veronica slowly lowered her head, her fingertips scraping the quilt at a loss. “When I recover, I'll go to Saint Hospital to settle my parents' discharge.”

At that, Matthew’s eyebrows furrowed, and he remained silent.

Veronica continued, “I'm like an ant, the most insignificant existence in the vast sea of people. Young Master Matthew, I hope that you can give me a way out because I have to feed not only myself, but my parents too.”

“That’s all? Didn’t you go to great lengths to make me fulfill your and Xavier’s wishes?”

Ever since he met Veronica, this was the only time she had such a serious and solemn conversation with him.

For a moment, Matthew even believed her.

“Young Master Matthew, as I said, the only connection between me and you was our unformed child. Now that the baby is gone, we have nothing to do with each other anymore. Understand?”

Veronica raised her voice when she spoke the last word, then she looked up and glared at Matthew. In the end, her pale lips twitched. “Young Master Matthew, are you trying to force me to the edge? If that’s the case, why did you save me yesterday?

Heh...”

Matthew simply stared at her with cold, profound eyes, trying to penetrate through her eyes into her mind.

However, he couldn’t ‘see’ anything.

Without saying anything more, he turned and left.

Meanwhile, Xavier, who drank heavily the previous night, woke up and rubbed his aching head. “I drank too much again.”

He lay on the bed for a while, then suddenly remembered that Veronica called him several times the day before, so he returned her calls.

But no one answered.

Xavier took a look at the time Veronica called him and found that the latest call was at 11.00PM.

She called at such a late hour. Could it be that something happened?

He couldn’t help being a little worried, so he immediately got up, washed up, and drove straight to Brocade Gardens.

He hurried up to the eighth floor. When he got to the door of Veronica’s apartment, he saw that the living room door was half opened, and the door lock was broken.

Reaching out to open the door, he walked in and saw crimson blood on the ground.

Xavier’s heart dropped as he called out, “Roni? Veronica? Veronica?”

He walked from the living room to the bedroom, then to the bathroom, but there was no sign of her.

He called her once more, only to hear the phone ringing in the living room. When he walked out, he saw the phone on the sofa.

“What happened?”

Panicking, Xavier grew impatient.

He hadn’t felt this feeling since the death of his mother.

He looked at the medicine on the table and found that there was an invoice for the purchase inside the bag, with the time stated as 11.30PM last night.

There were four blister packs of pills inside the medicine box, and two had been emptied.

“W-Why did she take so many pills?”

Suicide?

A thought popped into Xavier’s mind, which sent chills down his spine.

He immediately rushed out of the apartment. While going downstairs, he called someone and asked them to investigate which hospital took Veronica in yesterday.

Ten minutes later, they found out that she was in People’s Second Hospital.

Xavier sped all the way to the hospital. When he entered Veronica’s ward, he found that she was asleep on the hospital bed.