Bumpkin’s Rich Handsome Husband novel Chapter 377

Caleb stepped forward and pulled Abby up, only to realize then that the back of her hand had been split open by the woman's whippings, and there were streaks of blood where she was hit.

The open chilblain wounds also had fresh blood flowing out of them.

Without waiting for Caleb to say another word, Abby retracted her hand as she turned around and ran into the house.

He continued to stand where he was, but he was gradually feeling embarrassed and redundant.

After watching her enter the house, he shifted his gaze to glare at the woman instead. "Even though she is your family member, domestic violence is a crime. You can still get arrested! I won't let this go if there is a next time."

He only left Abby's house after he threw out a warning.

Matthew was still chopping wood when Caleb returned to Veronica's house. The rest of them were nowhere to be seen.

The kitchen chimney in the front yard was billowing with smoke. It was obvious that Veronica's mother was preparing lunch.

Caleb pulled out a cigarette from the cigarette box and handed it to Matthew. "This is my first time finding out that this is what your muscles are intended for. Chopping wood, eh?" he joked.

Matthew lightly held the cigarette between his lips as Caleb helped him light the end up. Matthew then took a drag, and wisps of smoke came out with his breath as he spoke next, "That mute girl hasn’t even come of age."

Caleb was lighting his own cigarette with his head lowered when he heard those words. He was stunned for a long second, but he soon continued to light it. "What are you telling me about this?" he asked slowly.

"You make it too obvious," Matthew raised his eyebrows, and tilted his chin to gesture to Caleb's pocket.

Caleb looked down again, only to find that the box of chilblain cream he bought was so big that the part with chilblain' written on it was showing from the top of the pocket.

His thoughts revealed, Caleb and Matthew looked at each other before they leaned against a tree at the side and quietly smoked.

Matthew flicked the cigarette ash and reminded, "She dropped out of high school, and she is mute on top of that. You have to think this through."

"I want to sponsor her to keep in school."

"Is this out of charity, or do you have other intentions?" Matthew asked. He knew Caleb too well.

Caleb had never shown interest in any woman. For someone who spent his days at work, he had no time for romances. He definitely didn't have the time to meddle in the affairs of people who had nothing to do with him.

"I am not as nasty as you think I am." Caleb snorted softly.

Matthew wordlessly smiled at that. "I will arrange for someone to send her to study in Collins, then." He had intentionally mentioned 'Collins'.

That was because Veronica lived in Collins.

"The standard in Collins cannot compare to that of the capital Bloomstead. Since you are offering to help, why not send her to

Bloomstead?" "Oh—Bloonstead..." Matthew repeated somewhat oddly.

The corners of Caleb's mouth twitched slightly then. "You... I... It is just that she is a mute. Bloomstead is the capital, and schools in big places like that are more inclusive. It will be better for her."

"Fine. We will proceed as you say." Matthew naturally understood Caleb, so he didn't say anything more.

Caleb was the one who warningly added, "Don't let that chatterbox Skyler know. It is not like you don't know how he will—" "What can't you let me know? You taciturn prick, you don't think I am your bro, do you?!"

Skyler had popped out of nowhere when the duo were conversing.

When Caleb looked back, he saw Miguel and Skyler walking in their direction.

Skyler continued to question his friend, "You little piece of sh*t, what have you been sneakily doing all morning behind our backs that you can't let us know?"

Matthew took another puff of his cigarette before he threw the butt on the ground and put it out by stepping on it with the front of his shoe. He then picked up the axe and continued to chop wood.

Skyler, whose curiosity had been piqued, rushed over and stood in front of Caleb. "What are you hiding from me?"

"Nothing." Caleb held his cigarette in one hand and draped the other across his chest as he turned to look the other way.