Her Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 573

Chapter 573 Sweet Love

The two exchanged a knowing smile as they listened to the conversations of those around them. “Is it possible that our marriage will be the death of our love?” Veronica asked, her bright star-like eyes were unable to conceal the happy smile.

“Yes,” Matthew confirmed. “Yes?!” Veronica was flabbergasted. He took her hand in his and wrapped his arms around her waist before hugging her tightly. Deep affection was smeared across his narrow eyes as he said, “We’ll be together until death do us apart. Before our lives end, I will tell our children…”

Suddenly, he paused to lean over and plant another kiss, then whispered into her ear, “We must be buried together when we die.”

Thanks to him, the terms ‘death’ and ‘grave’ opened up brand new meanings to the couple. With just a peck of love dusted onto these words, it somehow sounded desirable and wonderful to look forward to. “Pfft…”

“You’re far too eloquent. You must have flirted with a lot of girls in the past,” Veronica joked as she held Matthew’s face in her slender fingers. “In the past, I was the one who was flirted with.” “Are you serious?”

“Why? Do you find it that hard to believe?”

“You’re a woman magnet. You are both handsome and wealthy. Of course, it’s me that I don’t believe in.” For once, Veronica told the truth.

Matthew was a well-known figure in Bloomstead and he was both a genius and gifted business mogul in the field. Not to mention how he was already part of the Kingses the moment he was born, granting him this undeniable stern, charming, handsome aura that he was betrothed upon. What a real life Prince Charming he is.

Veronica, on the other hand, came from an average and humble household in the countryside. Due to that little factor, the two were diametrically opposed and she lacked a certain amount of confidence.

“What are you on about, silly girl?” He pinched her flushed cheeks. “When it comes to identity, I’m far below you.”

‘Identity’ referred to Veronica’s identity as the Young Lord of the hidden clan.

“Hey, this is our big day. Can we not go down to that worrying topic?” She gave him a blank stare.

A sore spot should not be touched.

“You’re right.” Matthew nodded in agreement.