Her Biliionaire Husband (Veronica and Matthew) novel Chapter 201

Chapter 201

As Miguel was abroad for a period of time, he had no idea what had happened here recently. In addition, he had returned rather late, and there were many things which the others didn’t manage to tell him on time. Therefore, he didn’t think so much before speaking and had accidentally stepped on a landmine.

Amongst the four of them, he was the oldest—a year older than Matthew—but he wasn’t as mature as him. Maybe it was due to the fact that he was running a talent agency, and that made him naturally easygoing in character.

“Today, we are not talking about women.” As Matthew left for the changing room, he uttered, “Miggy, we haven’t exchanged skills for a long while. Let’s practice together.”

Even though Miguel was the eldest, Matthew preferred to call him by his nickname because there was only a year difference between them.

“Sure, I’m thinking of the same thing as well.” The ignorant Miguel stood up and went to change in the changing room.

This was their private gym with a dedicated changing room, and clothes were already prepared for them.

Seated in the lobby, Caleb shook his head while Skylar muttered, “Tsk, tsk. Caleb, do you think we should book a coffin in advance for your eldest bro?”

“Let’s call emergency services first. Maybe he still has a chance of survival,” Caleb teased as he took out a cigarette from its box and started to smoke leisurely on the couch.

A few minutes later, Matthew and Miguel stepped onto the taekwondo ring after changing into their taekwondo outfits, head protector, and taekwondo gloves. The two spectators beneath the ring, Caleb and Skylar, had a plate of watermelon and peanuts on the table in front of them as they watched in comfort.

Five minutes later, Miguel was beaten to the floor by Matthew in the ring, and he held his bleeding nose as he exclaimed, “Matthew, are you throwing real punches?”

Without a word, Matthew paced over and threw a punch at him.

Fortunately, Miguel’s skills were very good, and he rolled over on the floor to dodge his punch. Then, he did a carp kick-up and sprang to his feet. “Don’t blame me for being rough, then.”