Her Billionaire Husband

Chapter 95

“Oh, you have them? Okay, wait for me here then. I‘ll go and brush my teeth now, so do not eat before I‘m done, you hear me?”

Entering the tent, Veronica found a tube of toothpaste, a toothbrush and a bottle of water.

She had all of these things too, but the water in her box was only for one day, which she had already finished drinking yesterday.

Who could have predicted that they would be trapped on top of the mountain due to the torrential rain?

After rapidly brushing her teeth, she returned to her seat beside Matthew. She had only discovered the fact that there were two spoons but only one pot when sh e was about to dig in. “How about you eat it first? You have mysophobia, so you might not want to eat after I‘m done.”

Veronica, who had some semblance of self– awareness, knew that Matthew had worked hard to cook the porridge at the mountain base before brin ging it up.

If she ate the dish first, it would be unfair to him.

“Seems like you still have some conscience left in you.”

Matthew‘s handsome face had a slight smile as the wind blew on his bangs, which only served to accentuate his charm and handsomeness.

Holding his spoon, he only ate a few mouthfuls before saying, “It doesn‘t taste that good, so you should have all of it.”

Then, he handed the pot to Veronica.

Looking at the pot that was half filled with porridge, she frowned. “Is it really that bad?”

Scooping a mouthful, she gave it a taste and commented, “It tastes quite okay, actually. It tastes just lik e the one that I have been eating at home these few days. I think…” A dazed Veronica suddenly looked at Matthew. “Does this mean that all the porridge was cooked by you?”

Although she also knew how to cook, even she had to admit that the porridge she had

been eating these few days tasted delicious.

Even today‘s morning bowl of porridge was extremely flavorful.

Veronica knew that Matthew had brought some ingredients, but she did not expect that he actually coul d cook since all the breakfast at home was not prepared by him.

She remembered that he would sometimes have an American Breakfast, but there would still be a bowl of porridge for her.

“Why are you treating me so nicely?” Tilting her head, she observed Matthew from head to toe with jud gmental eyes. “Is it because you have impure thoughts about me?”

The word ‘ungrateful‘ wicked and ruthless truly suited Veronica.

However, in her eyes, no one in this would help others out of sheer kindness since they always wanted something in return.

Glancing at her coldly, the man entered the tent without saying anything more.

Seeing him keep his silence made Veronica feel a bit guilty. Is he mad at me?

She obediently used the remaining water while brushing her teeth to wash the pot after she had finishe d the breakfast made from blood and sweat. Only did she the tent to pack the pot into a plastic bag before placing it into Matthew‘s bag.

Seeing the man silently asleep on his side, she closed in on him as she lay behind his back while tapping on his shoulders. “Hey, don‘t be so petty. I was just joking with

you.”

“You can continue ahead. I‘m going to sleep for a while.”

Matthew lazily replied with closed eyes.

“How could I do that? We‘re war buddies now. That means that we advance and retreat together.”

Shaking her head, Veronica rejected his suggestion. “Hey, Matthew, I‘m talking to you. Can you hear m e?” This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“You‘re not even asleep, so why are you ignoring me?”

“Let‘s go. Stop sleeping. We‘re here for public welfare and not to sleep, so quickly get

up.”

“Hey, Matthew Kings, if you don‘t wake up at this instant, I‘ll bite you!”

After persuading him for a long while, Matthew did not respond to her.

A frustrated Veronica, who thought that he was really asleep, summoned the coura to press his nostrils together.

She thought, I‘ll see whether you still can pretend to sleep after suffocating to death.

Since she was on his nose, Matthew simply used his mouth to breathe.

In retaliation, she reached out with her right hand to block his mouth, wondering how long he could mai ntain this for.

As the seconds ticked away, there was still no response from him when suddenly, he turned around an d bumped his shoulders into Veronica, who was not supporting her own body weight, making her fall onto his body and hugging him subconsciously.

They had ended up in a very suggestive position.

She looked at him, while he looked back at her.

The mood inside the cramped space was a bit awkward yet ambiguous as they gazed at each other.

Matthew, who had both his nose and mouth covered by the woman‘s slightly cold hands, was in a myst eriously good mood as she pranked him.

This made all the women who surrounded him seem hypocritical as they behaved like princesses and a ll felt fake to him.

However, Veronica, who was not only playful and adorable, had a genuine character, which made him enjoy the time that he spent with her very much.

It is... relaxing

Holding her by the waist, he raised his black eyebrow. “What are you doing by serving yourself with suc h eagerness, hmm?”

That ‘hmm‘ at the end made him sound just that more charming.

How could he be so charismatic?

“How about I serve you a course of a*s– kicking? I was talking to you the whole time Were you deaf or what?”

After speaking to him for almost half a day, Veronica‘s patience was already at its limits since it was repl

She even contemplated choking him right there and then.

Slapping Matthew‘s shoulders, she said angrily, “Get up. Get up. I do not want to camp out on the mountain again tonight.”

After saying that, she started to pack the stuff.

Now that he felt better, Matthew also proceeded to pack everything before continuing up the mountain.

Finally, they arrived at Almeida Country before noon.

Although it was considered a county, it was nowhere near as bustling as a normal county,

With only a few residents, their homes were built using either wood, stones or concrete while their roofto looking tiles. Their residences all looked extremely shabby and lacking.

The place where they stood was Essen Village.

There were no shops or markets to speak of in the village, as they all lived with a self sustaining manner

The villagers all had shabby and simple clothes with a lot of signs that indicated holes had been patched up.

The appearance of those people made the kids surround and circle them.

As she did not understand the local dialect, Veronica only knew that the kids who had mud all over their

“Matthew, didn‘t you bring a lot of goodies in your bags? Give it to them to eat.

Even though the children had messy hair and muddy faces, their adorable looks and bright gazes made

Placing Mauhew‘s bag down, she took out the snacks and gave it out to them. “Hey, little cuties, these a

The moment Veronica took out the snacks, the children immediately surrounded her with sparkling eyes

Standing at the side, Matthew looked at Veronica happily giving out the snacks and had an indescribable