Her Biliionaire Husband (Veronica and Matthew) novel Chapter 618

Chapter 618 The Ongoing Wedding Ceremony

The moment Veronica tried to leave, Matthew pulled her into his embrace with his arms around her waist. “Let me look at you a little longer.”

Bending over, he kissed her lips as though he could never get enough of it. His warm lips captured hers and the faint cologne fragrance enveloped her. That familiar scent stirred her breathing and heartbeat.

Since it was a happy occasion, it took a little intimate affection in such a fluttering atmosphere for her to fall into the abyss. Knock. Knock. Knock.

“Matt, are you done?” Skyler’s voice resounded beyond the door while the couple were being all lovey-dovey. Matthew’s movement came to a halt as his expression darkened. Slightly irritated, he pulled Veronica out of the bedroom.

“Hurry! The guests are waiting for you guys,” urged Shirley, who was present as well. They headed downstairs and strode through the lobby to toast with the guests table by table. Despite the music playing in the background, it could not drown the gushing.

At some point, the couple finally walked to Conrad’s table, where George, Pepper, Nicholas, and Delphi were around too. Matthew made a toast with them at the same time.

“Uncle George, Aunt Pepper, Uncle Nicholas, Aunt Delphi, thank you for coming to our wedding,” said Matthew gently while holding his glass of champagne to clink with their glasses.

Even if they were usually at odds with Matthew, he did not mind them, since it was Veronica and his big day. He would not want to ruin the wonderful wedding.

George glanced at Veronica while sitting. “Matthew, you’re still too young. I hope you won’t regret it in future.”

Pepper added, “Veronica is indeed pretty, but the prettier a woman is, the more dangerous she is.”

Delphi rolled her eyes at Veronica. “I just don’t get it. How could you fall for a woman with no class like her? She beat us up that day! I’m not letting her off the hook that easily!”

Nicholas snorted coldly before gulping his drink in one-go. “Old Mrs. Kings is giving you too much liberty. I think she’s on a spell or she wouldn’t have supported you guys.”

Then, Matthew’s cousins began to stop them in ones and twos. “Dad, cut out the nonsense. It’s Matthew’s wedding.”