Bumpkin’s Rich Handsome Husband novel Chapter 344

While skating on thin ice, Veronica mustered her strength and pushed Xavier away before tumbling out of bed and ran outside. However, her legs gave in after just a few steps and she fell to the ground. Thud!

An unaffected Xavier remained sitting on bed and used a paper towel to wipe the blood off his face while staring at her indifferently. "Go on and run. Aren't you good at running?"

His calm movements revealed a sense of composure as if he knew that she could not escape his clutch. At that moment, she was thoroughly frightened by his embodiment of bloodthirst. Fragility ran through her entire body despite wanting to flee this place as soon as she could. To her last resort, she grabbed the necklace and violently slid it down her wrist. As she was bundled up during the winter, the most vulnerable area to go for would be her wrist, but she was smart enough to avoid piercing her aorta.

"Rip..." As the skin on her wrist tore open, the blood was gushing out of the wound like the river flow as a pang of pain finally overwhelmed her; her organs felt like it was clenching themselves into a pile. Perhaps it was the adrenaline, she felt a lot better compared to her previous limpness.

As she saw Xavier coming closer, she immediately got up on her feet and fled the scene.

"F*ck!" Xavier did not expect Veronica to be capable of getting up even after being drugged. He walked out on the carpet barefoot while chasing closely behind her. Seeing that she was about to rush out of the suite, he became anxious and stepped forward to grab her hair before yanking her backward. "Where the hell are you going? Oh, Roni, do you think I'm unworthy of you?"

As her hair was tugged strongly, she could only feel her scalp growing numb from the aching pain. She stretched out to protect her hair and roared, "Xavier, let go!"

"Hmph, ever since I brought you here, I never planned to let you out," he replied coldly.

Veronica abruptly turned around and kicked him in the abdomen. Her strength was astounding and completely out of Xavier’s radar. He could not help but stagger a few steps back from her kick while struggling to stand upright.

He stretched out to his abdomen and revealed a hideous smile; with the scar on his right cheek, he looked so terrifyingly horrendous that he resembled a cannibal.

"I like it when you're angry. Roni, do you think you can fight me with that feebly strength of yours? Hahaha..." Xavier raised his head and laughed out of control.

The Xavier before her felt like a completely unknown version to Veronica. She watched as his eyes turned red as he exuded a morbid aura. A sense of crisis suddenly hit her, which made her realize that she could not stay any longer. For the third time, she turned around and ran toward the door of the suite. Just as freedom felt a step closer to her, she suddenly realized that the door could not be opened.

Right then, Xavier walked toward her and approached her step by step. She turned around and leaned against the door, feeling completely powerless. Earlier, she had used up all her strength for the kick and now, it was only her pain helping her to stand on her feet. How can I save myself when I'm powerless?

Disparity—something I have yet to truly feel up until this moment.

It was different with Matthew; all he ever felt like to her was strength and superiority that attracted fear from others, but the good kind. Unlike Xavier, who was a complete one-eighty from Matthew; not only was he hostile, but it felt like she was going to be crushed any minute while she was with him.