Her Biliionaire Husband (Veronica and Matthew) novel Chapter 319

Her Billionaire Husband Chapter 319

Are You Trying to Hurt Him?

It would be Matthew’s first time trying such a combination on such an occasion, but he knew that Veronica liked it, hence the early preparation.

“Awesome!” As expected, she was looking forward to it.

Soon after they started the fire, Troy arrived and knocked on the door. “President Kings.”

“Come in.”

At that, Troy entered the room with an incubator in his arms, only to be shocked by Veronica’s presence inside. His eyes reflexively gazed back and forth at the two people.

I thought they were ignoring each other. What’s happening here?

Only then did Troy realize his purpose of coming here—being a servant. “Understood.”

After placing the incubator aside, he returned to get a grill before starting his job—roasting the skewers and warming up the alcohol.

Meanwhile, Veronica scanned the vicinity and was relieved to see the two opened windows, which would help with the ventilation so that they wouldn’t suffer from carbon poisoning.

Needless to say, Matthew had bought the best charcoal which could last longer and produce less ash.

When Matthew went outside for a while, Troy seized the chance to clear his doubt. “Miss Murphy, have you reconciled with my boss?”

“What do you mean reconcile? We have always been getting along well.”

“Really? But you ignored each other before this.,” Troy said with a straight face.

Veronica suddenly felt the need to remind him as she said, “It’s best not to let others know about the relationship between me and Matthew. You gotta zip your lips tight. Do you hear me?”

“What do you mean?” Sensing that something was fishy, he narrowed his eyes and stared at her intently before a lightbulb went over his head. “Oh! I know! You’re in a relationship with my boss?”

“I’m just giving him a chance. If we’re not a fit, we’ll break up eventually.” She didn’t hide the truth.

“That’s a surprise. Never had I thought that my boss would need to pass probation.” Troy guffawed without a smidgen of guilt.

Soon, Matthew returned with a hot water bag and he handed it to Veronica. “Warm your hands.”

“We have a fire going, so why the hot water bag?” she muttered while reaching out to take over the pokemon-printed bag. Her fingertips brushed over its soft fur as she reconfirmed, “Is this now mine?”

Matthew hummed and nodded in response.

Troy, who was busy roasting the skewers, shook his head. “President Kings, you’ve finally confessed to Miss Murphy, yet you gave her only a hot water bag? That’s so lowly—ouch!”

Matthew smacked the back of his assistant’s head before the latter could finish his sentence. “Just do your job quietly. If it’s not tasty, you better be prepared to stay up all night roasting them.”

“President Kings, I think it’s best for you to be gentle with me. You’re still on probation! What if you’re rejected because of a violent tendency?” Troy was bolder than usual since Veronica was here too.

“You dare threaten me?” Matthew’s visage darkened.

“No, boss. T-That’s not what I meant. I’m sorry.” Troy shrank his neck and pleaded pathetically, tickling Veronica’s funny bones.

The trio sat around the fire and chewed the fat while drinking alcohol and eating the delicious skewers, which were all marinated and grilled perfectly. Once they had filled their stomach to their heart’s content, it was already three in the morning.