Bumpkin’s Rich Handsome Husband novel Chapter 95

"Oh, you have them? Okay, wait for me here then. I'll go and brush my teeth now, so do not eat before I'm done, you hear me?"

Entering the tent, Veronica found a tube of toothpaste, a toothbrush and a bottle of water.

She had all of these things too, but the water in her box was only for one day, which she had already finished drinking yesterday.

Who could have predicted that they would be trapped on top of the mountain due to the torrential rain?

After rapidly brushing her teeth, she returned to her seat beside Matthew. She had only discovered the fact that there were two spoons but only one pot when she was about to dig in. "How about you eat it first? You have mysophobia, so you might not want to eat after I'm done."

Veronica, who had some semblance of self-awareness, knew that Matthew had worked hard to cook the porridge at the mountain base before bringing it up.

If she ate the dish first, it would be unfair to him.

"Seems like you still have some conscience left in you."

Matthew's handsome face had a slight smile as the wind blew on his bangs, which only served to accentuate his charm and handsomeness.

Holding his spoon, he only ate a few mouthfuls before saying, "It doesn't taste that good, so you should have all of it."

Then, he handed the pot to Veronica.

Looking at the pot that was half filled with porridge, she frowned. "Is it really that bad?"

Scooping a mouthful, she gave it a taste and commented, "It tastes quite okay, actually. It tastes just like the one that I have been eating at home these few days. I think..." A dazed Veronica suddenly looked at Matthew. "Does this mean that all the porridge was cooked by you?"

Although she also knew how to cook, even she had to admit that the porridge she had been eating these few days tasted delicious.

Even today's morning bowl of porridge was extremely flavorful.

Veronica knew that Matthew had brought some ingredients, but she did not expect that he actually could cook since all the breakfast at home was not prepared by him.

She remembered that he would sometimes have an American Breakfast, but there would still be a bowl of porridge for her.

"Why are you treating me so nicely?" Tilting her head, she observed Matthew from head to toe with judgmental eyes. "Is it because you have impure thoughts about me?

The word 'ungrateful' wicked and ruthless truly suited Veronica.

However, in her eyes, no one in this would help others out of sheer kindness since they always wanted something in return.

Glancing at her coldly, the man entered the tent without saying anything more.

Seeing him keep his silence made Veronica feel a bit guilty. Is he mad at me?

She obediently used the remaining water while brushing her teeth to wash the pot after she had finished the breakfast made from blood and sweat. Only did she enter the tent to pack the pot into a plastic bag before placing it into Matthew's bag.

Seeing the man silently asleep on his side, she closed in on him as she lay behind his back while tapping on his shoulders. "Hey, don't be so petty. I was just joking with H you.

"You can continue ahead. I'm going to sleep for a while."

Matthew lazily replied with closed eyes.

"How could I do that? We're war buddies now. That means that we advance and retreat together."

Shaking her head, Veronica rejected his suggestion. "Hey, Matthew, I'm talking to you. Can you hear me?"

"You're not even asleep, so why are you ignoring me?" "Let's go. Stop sleeping. We're here for public welfare and not to sleep, so quickly get up."

"Hey, Matthew Kings, if you don't wake up at this instant, I'll bite you!"

After persuading him for a long while, Matthew did not respond to her.

A frustrated Veronica, who thought that he was really asleep, summoned the courage to press his nostrils together.

She thought, I'll see whether you still can pretend to sleep after suffocating to death.