Bumpkin’s Rich Handsome Husband novel Chapter 442

Veronica stomped toward the front yard and from that distance, she saw Matthew leaning against the gazebo by the pool.

He happened to be sitting where she was sitting just now.

Veronica only glanced coldly at him before she looked away and walked off.

"Grandma has an appointment for a check-up at 3.30PM. What are you going to tell her if you were to leave now?"

The man leaned sideways on the seat as he rested his elbow on the railings. He had a cigarette between his fingers as he spoke to Veronica as she stood nearby.

Almost all her anger immediately dissipated when she heard his words.

Well, I did promise Grandma I would go to her check-up later with her. After all, I know her character well. What if she gets angry and doesn't want to go to the hospital for a

checkup because I am not around?

Veronica came to a stop as she thought about this. Feeling too embarrassed to go back to the living room, she then walked in front of Matthew.

Her fair cheeks were flushed with anger and after she stood in front of him, she looked at him from her height. "Don't you think you are going overboard, Matthew Kings? We might have broken up, but shouldn't you have come to help me up when you saw me fall?"

She was simmering with rage for some reason.

She could feel her temper flare the moment she recalled how he only watched on when she took the heavy fall earlier.

The man flicked away the cigarette ash with his fingers before he put the cigarette onto his lips and took a drag. He then blew a faint cloud at her. "I have already helped you once just now," he casually reminded her of how he had caught her just in time when she fell backward after bumping into him earlier.

She had pushed him away and as she took a few steps back, she accidentally stumbled on the threshold, making her fall backward again.

He definitely did not help her then.

Because...Conrad had come.

"You..." Veronica gritted her teeth. "Did you do that intentionally? You like doing that or something?"

"Not really."

"Then why did you-"

"Because I... don't... like you at all," Matthew coldly cut her off without even giving her the chance to finish her words.

His answer that he deliberately dragged on shattered the last bit of remaining hope in her heart.

After hearing his reply, Veronica only stood there stiffly, her gaze incredulous.

She couldn't believe that this cold-blooded man she was looking at was the same Matthew who used to care so much about her.

He had changed too much within such a short period of time.

She didn't understand what was going on. She even felt like something was amiss at some point but no matter how much she pondered over it, she didn't know what the problem was.

She did notice how their relationship had deteriorated ever since Sasha's appearance, though.

Perhaps, Sasha was Matthew's true love.

"Matthew Kings, you..." Veronica pointed a finger at him. "You are such a jerk!"

As rage swallowed her whole like a forest fire and clouded her judgment, she raised her hand in a fit of anger and swung at his cheek, giving him a hard slap on the face.

A crisp, loud sound reverberated throughout the place.

Conrad, who was walking in their direction, just happened to see what was happening beside the gazebo. When he realized that, he ducked behind a plant beside him to hide himself.

The impact of the slap made Matthew turn his head to the side. Even the hair on his forehead had become messy and it fell into his face.

He slowly closed his eyes. Standing up, he brought the cigarette to his mouth again and took a deep breath before he opened his pair of sharp eyes.

He then grabbed her by the wrist and warned, "I owe you this one slap, Veronica Murphy, but if you dare overstep your boundaries again, don't blame me for turning my back on you."