Bumpkins Rich Handsome Husband Chapter 128


    Chapter 128


    Veronica shot Yvonne a re with frosty eyes before snatching the wine bottle


    back from her. “What a busybody! Can‘t I drink when I‘m in a good mood?”


    “You‘re in a good mood?” Yvonne looked dumbfounded. Which part of her looks like she‘s in a good mo


    od?


    “Yeah, I‘m in a good mood. My brother is marrying his fiancée very soon, so I‘m happy. Do you wanna


    have a couple of drinks with me to celebrate it in advance? Oh, right, Yvonne, let me tell you this: we ca


    n ask Matthew for a huge present when he marries Tiffany! Haha…” She guffawed


    without restraint while holding up the wine bottle again before gulping several mouthfuls of wine, filling


    her stomach with liquor continuously as if she was drinking water.


    Yvonne was stunned by Veronica‘s behavior. “A–


    Are you really happy?” Why does it seem to me that she‘s heartbroken?


    “Yeah, I‘m happy. I‘m happy.” Veronica nodded vigorously while plonking the emptied bottle of red wine


    on the table. After giving a belch, she stood up and walked over to the bar counter. “Matthew… no, my


    brother‘s rich. All the wine on his bar counter is good wine, so it‘ll be a shame not to


    drink them. I want to drink more of them.”


    Walking over to the bar counter, she looked at the bottles of good wine ced on the wine rack, looking


    specifically for some vintage wine to drink. Even though those wines were vorful, they were very old,


    and it would be harmful to her health if she drank them without decanting them first. After finding two b


    ottles of wine on the wine rack, she shot a nce at Yvonne and shook her head. “You‘re bad at drinkin


    g. Just go to sleep. I want to drink with him,” she said while handing a bottle of red wine to Matthew. “C


    ome


    on! We‘ve got to get drunk in order to celebrate your bing a father. But let me say this in advance:


    you have to give me a huge present when you get married.”


    Matthew stared fixedly at Veronica. Thest time she recklessly got drunk like this was the day she was


    rescued from abroad. Only a month had passed since then.


    Knowing Matthew‘s rtionship with Veronica, Yvonne couldn‘t say anything else. She only said to Mat


    thew, “I‘m going to sleep. Just stop her from drinking too much.”


    “Uh–huh,” Matthew replied.


    With that, Yvonne went back to the bedroom to sleep.


    Veronica held up her wine bottle and clinked it against Matthew‘s. “Come on; have a drink with me.”


    “You shouldn‘t be drinking. Your wound hasn‘t healed yet.”


    Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!


    “It‘s no big deal. It‘s just a minor injury, after all.” Veronica darted a sidelong nce at him. “Just shut u


    p and drink. Why talk so much nonsense while drinking?” Holding the wine bottle in her hand, she conti


    nued drinking on her own. It didn‘t take long before she finished the bottle of wine in her hand, but her li


    ttle face fell when she noticed that Matthew‘s wine bottle was untouched. “Never mind if you don‘t want


    to drink with me. I‘ll drink with Xavier instead.” She put down her wine bottle and stood up to head outsi


    de.


    However, as soon as she walked past Matthew, the man grabbed her wrist tightly. “I‘ll drink with you.” G


    rabbing her wrist with one hand while holding the wine bottle with another, he stared at her and gulped


    a big mouthful of red wine. “Sit down. I‘ll drink with you.”


    “That‘s more like it.” Veronica gave a depressingly sad grin.


    Matthew drank with Veronica and watched as she drank four bottles of red wine without getting drunk.


    At first, he thought that drinking some wine would help her fall asleep, but the tipsy woman had no inten


    tion of going to sleep at all. If she kept on drinking, she might suffer from alcohol intoxication, which


    would be harmful to her health. He snatched away the wine bottle in her hand, saying, “Let‘s stop drinki


    ng. I‘ll take you out for a ride.” He couldn‘t help but sigh from the bottom of his heart at the woman‘s ast


    onishing capacity for liquor. However, no matter how well she could hold her liquor, alcohol was still


    harmful to her health.


    Her cheeks flushed, Veronica turned to look at Matthew with narrowed eyes, asking, “Hmm? A ride? W


    here?”


    “Juste with me.” Matthew took her hand, stood up, and headed outside.


    Veronica felt somewhat dizzy, and she staggered a little while walking. However, she was very sober, s


    o she held Matthew‘s hand tightly for fear of falling. After entering the elevator, she stood on tiptoe and


    wrapped her left arm around his shoulder like a buddy. “Where are we going in the middle of the


    night? Can I ride on the Ferris wheel? I‘ve always wanted to take a ride on the Ferris wheel ever since I


    was


    little, but I never had the opportunity. Do you think… that I‘m miserable?” Resting her head on Matthew‘


    s shoulder, the woman gave a smelly belch after finishing her sentence, and her


    breath reeked of alcohol.


    Matthew frowned in disgust, but he nheless put his arm around her waist for


    tear that she might lose her bnce and fall to the ground. “Okay, I‘ll take you on a Ferris wheel ride.”


    “Really? Is it thergest Ferris wheel in Bloomstead?”


    “Yeah.”


    “Wow, that‘d be great! He he! To think that I can ride on the Ferris wheel at such ate hour! That‘s defi


    nitely gonna be f–fun…” Veronica grinned happily.


    On the other hand, Matthew had aplicated look on his face as he looked at Veronica with his eyes


    full of worry and sympathy. While taking her downstairs, he texted Thomas, who was already


    waiting downstairs when he arrived at the second basement parking lot. For work reasons, Thomas co


    uldn‘t be staying too far from Matthew, so it had been arranged for him to stay in the presidential suite d


    ownstairs of Matthew‘s apartment. Eventually, the presidential suite Thomas had been staying in beca


    me his little apartment.


    After getting into the car, Matthew, who was sitting in the back seat, asked Thomas, “Is everything read


    y?”


    “I‘ve contacted the person in charge of the amusement park,” Thomas said while starting the car before


    slowly driving out of the parking lot.


    Veronica turned her head to look out of the window at the moon as she and Matthew sat in the back se


    at. Instead of falling into a drunken sleep, she became more and more sober. On top of having somethi


    ng on her mind, she suffered from severe insomnia. Moreover, she could hold her liquor much better th


    an others, so she rarely got drunk.


    Since she was especially confident of her ability to hold her liquor, she didn‘t know she had thrown up lik


    Seeing that she wasn‘t sleeping, Matthew asked, “What are you thinking?”


    Veronica shook her head slightly with a sigh of dejection. “I‘m just watching the moon.”


    She was thinking that Matthew was going to marry Tiffany soon. She wondered whether she should con


    adoptive parentspany as they lived out the rest of their lives. However, no matter which choice she


    choice, and her heart was full of resentment. She resented the Larsons for abandoning her


    heartlessly and injuring her adoptive parents in a staged car ident in order to save Randy. Not only th


    If she didn‘t get back at the Larsons for this, Veronica felt she would never have peace of mind for the re


    her life. However, how was she supposed to fight against two powerful families on her own?


    Ring! Suddenly, someone‘s cell phone rang in the quiet car.


    Matthew took out his cell phone and saw that it was an iing call from Tiffany. Despite staring at the


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    However, it didn‘t take long before Tiffany called him again.


    Matthew clutched his cell phone in his hand. After hesitating for a moment, he answered the phone and


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