Her Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 130

Chapter 130

Veronica turned to look at Matthew with a meaningful look in her eyes. She lied, “I don’t know about that. Why don’t you call him and ask him where he is instead?”

Elizabeth sounded amiable. “Sigh, alright, alright. As for you, when will you be free to keep me company, young lady? It’s been a month since you saved me last time, yet I only got to meet you the day before yesterday. What makes you so busy every day?”

“In that case, I’ll go keep you company tonight, okay?”

“Okay, okay! It’s settled then.”

“Uh-huh. See you tonight, Grandma.” When Veronica hung up, she only felt that Elizabeth was somewhat strange today.

Noticing that something was wrong with Veronica’s expression, Matthew asked, “What’s wrong?”

Veronica shook her head without speaking while quietly waiting for Elizabeth to call Matthew. However, after waiting for a while, she didn’t see Matthew getting a phone call from Elizabeth. Didn‘t she say she was looking for Matthew? Why didn‘t she contact him? She couldn’t help but ask, “Uh, is your phone’s battery still good?” Elizabeth was supposed to have called Matthew if his phone hadn’t run out of juice.

“Yeah, it is.”

“Oh…” Veronica hung her head slightly and was deep in thought. Suddenly, she recalled something and asked, “When is Grandma’s birthday?”

“A month and six days later.”

“Which means, August 24.”

Veronica estimated the time according to the date Matthew had just given her. Then, she recalled Elizabeth telling her that she would be celebrating her birthday in two months when she saved Elizabeth last time. If the date Elizabeth had told her was

correct, it would be Elizabeth’s birthday in a few days’ time. However, Matthew said that her birthday was a month later, and the Kings Family hadn’t done anything to prepare for her birthday either. So does it mean that Grandma said the wrong thing last time? Also, when I went to the Kings Residence the day before yesterday, Grandma said we hadn‘t met for a month as soon as she saw me. But in reality, we‘ve not seen each other for over 527 weeks since I saved her. Furthermore, Lily has passed away for ten years, so why did she

suddenly bring this up just now?

Sensing that something was wrong with the look on Veronica’s face, Matthew asked her, “What are you thinking about?”

“I feel that…” Veronica hesitated for a moment. However, seeing how serious Matthew looked with his eyes full of worry, she said, “Never mind, it’s nothing. Grandma was looking for you just now, so call her.” She couldn’t make wild guesses on something before there was evidence. I‘d better spend more time with Grandma these days and observe her to determine whether she‘s alright.

Matthew then called Elizabeth. She seemed to be alright; after exchanging a few pleasantries with him, she hung up. When the car slowly reached the downtown area, Matthew suddenly asked, “What are you going to treat me to?”

Veronica thought for a moment. After looking at the breakfast shop on the roadside, she said to Thomas, “Mr. Ritter, could you pull over to the side of the road for a moment?”

“Oh, okay, Miss Murphy,” Thomas replied, before turning the steering wheel and pulling over to the side of the road.

“Wait for me in the car while I buy it for you,” Veronica said to Matthew. Then, she opened the car door and went directly to the breakfast shop on the other side of the road.

“What do you mean by ‘special? It’s more delicious than boiled eggs, of course. Rich people like you prefer to have ham and cheese sandwiches for breakfast, which are boring and high in sugar. No wonder you know how to make porridge. You must’ve been tired of eating sandwiches for breakfast.”

Even though Matthew had enjoyed a privileged life since childhood by eating French, Italian, or Japanese cuisine made by top chefs, these cuisines weren’t as diverse as traditional cuisine. Street foods might not be hygienic, but people ate all kinds of foods, so he wasn’t too worried about this.

“Meals will be charged from tomorrow onward,” said Matthew while drinking soy milk after finishing the tea egg in his hand.

Eating the tea egg, Veronica paused, instantly feeling that the tea egg in her hand didn’t smell appetizing anymore. Knitting her brows, she asked in displeasure with a

sier expression, “Why Didn’t you guys agree to not charge me money? Why the vudden change of mind?”

let me correct you that I said, ‘it all depends on how you perform.” There was a barely percepuble smile on the man’s clearly-defined face. Matthew had indeed said to Veronica that he wouldn’t charge her for the porridge if she stayed in his apartment, but the point was that it all depended on her performance. In other words, the right to interpret belonged to Matthew.

“Ain’t I performing well by treating you to breakfast? What’s wrong with buying you breakfast?”

“Do you think three bucks’ worth of breakfast is good?”

“It’s better than having nothing to eat for breakfast, anyway.” Veronica was peeved. Just look at what kind of a person he is! It‘s good enough that I gave him something to eat, yet he isn‘t grateful for that. Not only that, but he even frowned at it! Feeling incredibly displeased, she said, “Fine if you don’t wanna eat. Nobody’s forcing you to eat it anyway. If you hate it so much, then throw it up!”

Thomas, who was eating the tea egg in the driver’s seat, was chewing the egg yolk when Veronica’s words amused him. Instantly, he swallowed the egg yolk, which got stuck in his throat and caused him to choke until he was somewhat out of breath. “Pfift! Cough.. Mmph…”