She lowered her gaze to the table, then to herself. There was only a piece of lingerie underneath her fluffy pajamas.
This...
Veronica couldn't help but imagine some obscene images in her head, which caused her to gulp and her face to flush with redness.
This b*stard is really sanctimonious!
As the heater was turned on, the entire unit was warm and Matthew was only wearing a white shirt. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and his collar was unbuttoned, exposing his neckline. He appeared appealing and enticing.
Even Veronica, who had seen many mesmerizing men, was captivated by him.
Despite his cold and arrogant appearance, he behaved in another manner when in private. "It's not good for your desire to be this endless, Matthew. It is harmful to your health."
Hearing that, he smiled vaguely. He then set his utensils down. Raising her chin, he murmured, "Well, you're the one to blame. You're too attractive for me."
"What? That's your own nature; don't blame it on me!"
With a disdainful expression, Veronica continued, "Look, you can't even control yourself now. There were so many women throwing themselves on you previously, and I don't believe that you're unmoved at all."
"Because..."
Matthew paused briefly before he softly whispered beside her ear, "I've restrained myself for so many years but after meeting you, I don't want to restrain myself anymore."
His mushy words immediately gave her goosebumps.
Veronica felt numb, as if an electric current had just passed through her body.
She raised her head and met Matthew’s gaze, which was filled with desire. When she realized this, she pressed herself against the table, ready to flee.
"Let me warn you, Matthew Kings. Don't ever think of doing it on the table. I'll not let you off!"
"That doesn't matter. We can do it on the sofa."
"Sofa is a no-no too!"
"Then let's get on the bed."
"I... I am still hungry. Exercising right after a meal is bad for your body!"
"You can simply lie down. I'm the only one who is moving."
"You... You're such a devil!"
Veronica was at a loss for words.
Matthew wrapped his arms around her waist just as she was about to flee from him. "I'm just kidding. Have your meal now."
He then placed some food on Veronica's plate before repositioning the chair and standing up to place her on the seat. "You can sit now since it's warm."
"What?”
She was stunned, not understanding what he meant.
But she realized what he meant when she felt the warmth on the seat.
It was winter and she had few clothes on her. Matthew was worried that the seat would be too cold for her, so he sat on it to warm it up.
Such an insignificant action of his, but it warmed her heart, causing it to ache slightly.
Veronica couldn't put her mixed feelings into words, but she knew she was moved and at the same time, her heart ached for him as well.
Matthew appeared to be merciless, but he treated her with such care. Her heart couldn't help but ache for him.
"Why are you looking at me like this?"
He then turned around and took a jacket, which he draped over her.
"Even if you have a heater, you must take care of yourself. Don't get a cold."
"Why are you so nice to me, just like a fool?"
Only a fool would be so considerate to others while neglecting himself, she reasoned.
"What did you call me?"
"A fool."
Matthew was stumped for words.
She might very well be the only person in the world who dared to call him a fool.
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