"What? Matthew, stop it! It's getting late. We're having breakfast in less than one hour."
"Roni, are you implying that one hour isn't enough? It seems like I've neglected my responsibilities."
"No! That's not what I mean! You—"
Veronica wasn't allowed to finish her words as Matthew sealed her lips with a kiss.
An hour later, someone knocked on the door.
"Miss Veronica, it's time for breakfast."
It was the servant at home who came upstairs to call her for breakfast. However, a new chef had replaced the former one.
Veronica's cheeks were burning red. Hastily putting a finger in front of her lips, she gestured for Matthew to stay silent and not move at all.
The man naturally did as he was told.
"All right. I'll be right there!" she shouted in response.
There was no sound outside as the servant had already left and headed downstairs.
At that point, Veronica tried to reason with Matthew. "It's time to go."
"There's no need to rush."
"Master Crayson and Mateo will be there too. If we don't show up, it will give them ideas about what we did. Isn't that embarrassing?"
"You can stop worrying about it. They aren't coming back before noon."
"They aren't? What happened?" She couldn't help but worry.
At that, a hint of anger dawned on Matthew's cold face. Slightly lowering his eyelids, he threatened calmly, "Veronica, you aren't getting out of bed any sooner. I swear."
"What? No! I just want to—stop it, Matt! Honey, don't—"
Another hour passed before he finally spared her.
After the pair washed up, they left the room one after another. However, Matthew returned to the upper level instead of going downstairs to not embarrass Veronica.
Meanwhile, she went downstairs on her wobbling legs for breakfast.
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