Her Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 793

Chapter 793 Well, This Is Awkward

“Haha, I, uh…” Veronica gazed at Matthew with her back pressed against the door, and as her conscience crept up on her, she shifted her head aside, no longer daring to look at him. “What does it have to do with me?”

Goodness, this is maddening! Liam was already enough trouble as it was, and now Mateo was trying to wedge himself into the picture! I seriously have no time to deal with this sh*t.

“What does it not?” argued Matthew as he pressed his forehead against hers. His sudden closeness intimidated her so much that she forgot to breathe for a second.

At that, she shook her head like a rattle for the sake of her dear life. “You can’t possibly hold me accountable for whom they like, can you? Whom I like is you,” rejoined Veronica as she lifted her chin, gazing doe-eyed at him. The sincerity in her eyes made it impossible for anyone not to believe her.

“Really?” Matthew quirked a brow. “Is this your love confession to me?”

His inner self did a summersault of joy.

“Not really.” She shook her head without a second of hesitation.

“Why?”

“My love for you is an old piece of news that you already know about, or why do you think I’d marry you? Thereby making this a fact and not a confession,” explained Veronica solemnly, but it only made Matthew snigger in amusement. “And there’s a difference?”

“Of course. There’s a fundamental difference.”

“So, you’re telling me you used to love me, and now you don’t?”

Veronica couldn’t help thinking Matthew was trying to get her to dig herself into a hole with these questions.

“It’s not that either. You’re now the father of my twins, which makes us family.”

“So, there’s all there is? Family and no love?”

“Is there a difference?” Veronica threw his question back at him.

Knock, knock, knock!

Lo and behold, a knock came at the door, cutting their pleasant night short.

Veronica happened to be high on estrogen when the knock at the door forced her to hit the brakes, leaving her sexually frustrated.

At that, she fought the discomfort back and cleared her throat, trying her best to sound normal. “Who is it?”

“It’s me, Veronica.” A gentle voice—clearly belonging to Hayley.

Veronica quirked her lips in response. Then as she glanced at the man on top of her, she bit her lip in shyness and frustration.

“Yes?” she asked again.

Meanwhile, Matthew wrapped his arms gently around her, not daring to make a move or a sound for fear that the person outside would discover their intimate act.