Chapter 67

After failing several times to leave Veronica there, Matthew finally resigned himself to holding her up.

It wasn’t until she had vomited so much she could no longer throw up that he wiped her mouth and carried her back to bed.

Since he found it hard to extinguish his anger after depositing her on the bed, he finally landed a heavy slap on her backside.

The snap rang loudly around the room.

In her sleep, Veronica sucked in a pained breath but continued to doze without any other reaction.

 

The truth was, Matthew had restrained himself during the slap.

However, upon hearing her pained breath, he paused for a second before pulling up the hem of her dress.

 

It might not have mattered if he hadn’t looked but now, he was discovering that he had left a clear, five-fingered imprint upon her fair skin.

The marks made his heart sink and after staring at them for a few seconds, he couldn’t help lifting a hand and rubbing them gently.

Only after that did he cover her back up with the blankets and leave the bedroom.

In the living room, he picked up his cell phone and gave Thomas a call. “Go and look into Veronica Murphy at once. I want to know everything about her.”

“Understood, Young Master Matthew,” Thomas answered before asking, “What do I do with Miss Spencer?”

“Whatever you wish.”

Having no interest in anyone other than Veronica, Matthew simply said so before hanging up the phone.

After sleeping for a few hours, Veronica finally woke up in the afternoon and staggered out of bed with one hand clutched to her dizzy, aching head.

Upon opening the door of the bedroom and walking out, she found Matthew seated on the couch.

Long before she got up, he had already cleaned up and tidied the living room.

backside, she hobbled over to the couch where he was leaning back with his legs crossed and a laptop propped in his lap. He was hard

“Did I fall on

and he nodded guiltily.

opposite him and threw herself down in a lying position before

the muscles of his tanned chest. Even through the thin fabric, the definition of his

that it was as if he had been carved with precision.

was said that men were at their

was

now, as Veronica studied him, she only felt

that such a stunning

 b*stard of

done looking?” Matthew suddenly asked teasingly, lifting his eyes to sweep her

immediately. “Pfft! Don’t be so self-centered. Who’s looking at you? I’m

Gurgle 

said that, her stomach

work, Matthew closed his laptop and looked down at her

hummed as she nodded rapidly, but this caused the room to spin so much that she

you want to

“Yes.”

I might

“You,”

again before she could say

an obsequious grin. “Matthew-no. Darling brother, won’t you make me some food? I’m so

 was too

voice almost caused Veronica herself to

she would do anything

was used to her stubborn temperament after having known her for so long, but had

and smiled before

I’d like to visit your grandmother to thank her for sending

showed up in time to rescue her during both the fire and the

he left, he didn’t forget to add, “You’re her god granddaughter. I only saved you because I wanted

she doesn’t know what happened

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