Her Biliionaire Husband (Veronica and Matthew) novel Chapter 209

Chapter 209 You Old Sleazeball

Although Veronica had always been the untainted beauty in Matthew’s eyes, her beauty was taken to the next level as she was dressed to the nines with make-up, albeit a light one. She had him at hello just as easy as a snap of the finger.

Still, someone like her naturally radiated the aura of a royal ice queen, but only if her lips were zipped. Such an imaginary facade would instantly shatter into pieces once words escaped her mouth.

“What are you looking at, you old sleazeball? If I catch you staring at me again, I’ll dig out your eyes right away!” Her gaze that was as sharp as daggers landed on him as her seething wrath overflowed.

The uncouth words jarred into his ears and caused his brows to furrow tightly. Despite the urge to teach Veronica a lesson, Matthew told himself to be patient. F*ck, why do I even like her?

The ever decorous and restrained man could not resist his internal cursing anymore. “From today onward, you’re part of the Kings Family. Thus, every word and action of yours represents the whole family. You gotta behave yourself in public,” he advised patiently.

“You’re telling me?” Veronica snorted before turning around.

“Hold on!” He suddenly grabbed her wrist.

“What’s wrong?”

“I… think it’s better if you leave in the one you were wearing previously.” He touched his nose as his voice had clearly become meeker than before.

Veronica’s expression fell upon hearing that. “Matthew Kings, do you have a few loose screws in your brain? The one who told me to change into this dress was you, but you’re telling me to change it again? Do I look like a clown to you?”

While her face was rife with anger, she prodded his chest with her finger. “Why should I listen to you, anyway? I’m not gonna change! Bite me if you want to because I don’t freaking care!”

Then, she lifted the skirt of her dress before she strode toward the elevator. Matthew followed suit as he shook his head helplessly.

In the elevator, he was standing behind Veronica but she remained quiet. When they left the hotel, she prepared to get her car but he suggested, “Take this!”

“What?” Before she could even get into the car, she noticed something flying toward her and she hastily caught it. She realized that it was a key to a Ferrari car after opening her fist. Since she was dubious, she gazed at him. “What’s the meaning of this? Is it from Grandma again?”

“I told you that you’re one of us from now on. So, use this car for today unless you wanna tarnish our reputation.” He did not even try to hide his contempt toward her new car.

The exasperated Veronica threw the car key back to him. “What? Since I’m Grandma’s god-granddaughter, am I no longer Veronica Murphy? If so, I’d rather forsake the title.”

Being drawn into the rich lifestyle was not part of her plans, anyway. However, with how things had transpired lately, she wished to protect herself as well as her family under the name of the Kings Family.

Still, she had her principles. If she was to be shackled with rules in order to maintain the perfect life of the finest as Elizabeth’s god-granddaughter, she would rather relinquish it.

These words that were spilled at the spur of the moment consigned Matthew into a pensive contemplation. Veronica was right; a fetter would only trammel her if her life was interfered with the sole reason of becoming one of the Kings Family.

But…

As if something seeped into his mind, Matthew tested the waters. “You should know well regarding the standing our family has in Bloomstead. For Grandma’s sake, are you willing to break…” Your bad habits?