The Life Of A Billionaires Wife

The Life Of A Billionaire’s Wife Chapter 127

Chapter 127

“Since the Kings Family is strict with their children, why would he be—”

“Yvonne, are you gonna stay or not? Get out of here if you aren‘t!” Veronica snapped right away without giving Yvonne the opportunity to fini sh her sentence. Then, she shoved Yvonne into her room, saying, “Here, the closet is full of new clothe s. We’re about the same height, so pick your clothes yourself. The bathroom is over there. Hurry up an d wash yourself before going to sleep!”

“Oh, okay, okay.” Sensing that this topic was a taboo for Veronica, Yvonne dared not ask her further ab out it. NôvelDrama.Org © content.

Veronica then went to the living room‘s bathroom and furtively called the landlady of the apartment she had rented today to ask her if she could quit the lease and have her rent refunded.

“Are you crazy? How could you quit the lease right now after moving in just today? Are you trying to make a fool of me?”

“It‘s okay that you‘re angry, but you shouldn‘t be yelling at me. It‘s fine that I can‘t have my rent refunded, but what are you speaking so harshly for?”

“How could you ask such a retarded question when you know that I‘m angry? You must be out of your mind! Beep—” The landlady showered abuses on Veronica before hanging up right away.

Veronica‘s lips twitched at the sight of the ended phone call, “Sigh, I can‘t have my rent refunded. It‘s o ver 20,000 lost. It really

hurts.” Whenever she thought about it. she felt a surge of exasperation. It‘s all Matthew, that *sshole‘s f ault! If it weren‘t for him. I wouldn‘t have lost over 20,000.

As soon as she opened the bathroom door to come out, she saw Matthew standing outside. Her face d arkened, and she snapped in displeasure, “Why are you standing at the bathroom door? Why have I never realized you‘ve got such a hobby?”

Matthew raised his hand and loosened his necktie with an air of impatience. Then, he seized Veronica by the collar and pinned her against the wall, asking, “Are you close to Yvonne?”

“What does that have to do with you?!” Veronica shot back snappishly.

“How dare you be friends with her? She‘s from an unknown background. Are you

ured of living?” What a foolish woman who dares to bring anybody home!

Her head tilted to one side, Veronica stared at Matthew as her obsidian–like bright eyes sparkled with a smile. “Why would I? She‘s only a good friend of mine.” Good friend? No, Y vonne and I were only forced to live together for a week after being kidnapped, she thought. Of course, she had some suspicions about Yvonne‘s appearance, but she was certain that the latter wasn‘t sent b y the Larson Family. There was nothing else about Veronica that Yvonne could take advantage of. In that case, the only thing that could explain this was that… Yvonne‘s purpose in getting close to her was to get clo se to Matthew

However, no matter whether Yvonne had her eyes on Matthew‘s wealth, power, influence, or Matthew h imself, it was none of Veronica‘s business. Therefore, Veronica wouldn‘t care about it as long as it woul dn‘t keep her from “getting rich.” Moreover, Matthew wasn‘t a kind person either. He was incredibly shre wd, so it would probably be extremely difficult for Yvonne to gain something from him.

“The mercenaries who kidnapped her that day were…” Matthew wanted to tell Veronica the identity and background of Yvonne‘s kidnapper at first, but he feared that he might frighten this foolish woman. In the end, he merely said with a sigh, “I had too much to drink yesterday.”

He changed the subject so quickly that it was somewhat puzzling.

Veronica knew that Matthew was apologizing for his behavior yesterday. She had smelled alcohol on hi m yesterday as soon as he came back, but the amount of alcohol wasn‘t sufficient to make him lose self– control. “So what?” She knitted her brows. “It‘s pointless to give an absurd explanation right now after y ou‘ve done it.” In other words, she was accusing him of talking nonsense by blaming his behavior yesterday on alcohol after he had raped her and slept with he r. Or are you saying that you‘re a brainless creature who has no control over your lower hall?

Matthew‘s face darkened slightly, and he patted Veronica lightly on the head with his large hand. “In the future, we‘ll only be brother and sister. There‘ll be no other relationship between us apart from that.” Th e “relationship” that he said wasn‘t referring to the brother– sister relationship; in reality, he was telling Veronica that he would never touch her again.

Since he had said so, Veronica decided to make things clear instead of being secretive. “You better kee p your words. If you dare touch me again in the future, I‘ll definitely fight you to death!”

Suddenly, Matthew said, “Two months later, Tiffany and I will be getting married.”

The two seemed to be responding to each other‘s words with irrelevant answers as they jumped from one topic to another, but they actually understood what each other‘s words meant.

Veronica was slightly startled. Then, with the benefit of hindsight, she realized why Matthew would say ju relationship would be limited to that of brother and sister. As it turned out, it was because the two

were planning to get married in two months due to Tiffany‘s pregnancy. Feeling suffocated at once, she instantly felt her heart ache terribly. Why does my

Veronica felt that her insistence on taking revenge over the past few months had suddenly become poin might find a way to make the family lose face or even bring down the family. In the beginning, when Mat

How can I fight against the Larsons and the Kingses on my own? I‘ll only be fighting a hopeless battle.

Veronica blinked her eyes before looking at the man before her with a bitter smile. “Is that so? Congratu on becoming a father and to Tiffany on becoming Mrs. Kings. Tiffany‘s defeated me completely after all.

Shoving the man away, she went to the living room‘s bar counter and took a bottle of red wine from the l

Matthew stood in place while watching the woman‘s every move. He knew very well that she had shove to kill me one day?”

Walking up to Veronica, he felt bad in every way when he saw her pour red wine into her wine glass and down a glass of red wine after another.

Torunia, do you wama… Oh, dear! Why are you drinking alone? Didn‘t you hurt pour arm. Tou can‘t drin course. Coming to Veronica‘s side, she sat down and snatched the wine boule from her. “Are you insane? You‘ll get drunk by drinking like this.”