Chapter 8
“Yeah, I-I do.” Sensing the man’s chilly vibes—which were like that of a demoning from hell—made
Veronica feel so close to death for the very first time. Out of the instinct to survive, she nodded
vigorously. “I want to, of course. But how can I prove it?” “Great.” The chilly expression on Matthew’s
stony face eased, and his medium-sized lips curved into a barely perceptible smile.
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Then, he leaned close to Veronica’s ear. His breath gave a tingling sensation when it blew on the strands
of hair on her neck, but on top of that, it sent a chill down her spine. Veronica waited for a few seconds
before she heard the man say, “I have a way to solve this once and for all.” “W-What way is it?” “That
is…” Matthew paused mid-sentence as if to tease her. It wasn’t until he noticed that she was almost
freaking out that he continued, “Cutting off your womb.” “M-My womb?” Backing away in fright, Veronica
blundered against the sofa behind her and slumped down onto it. She stared at Matthew nkly,
saying, “No, don’t do that… I don’t want to.” If my womb is cut off, I’ll never be able to bear children all
my life. I’ll never agree to that! “Are you a demon, Matthew?” Veronica had always been strong and
determined, but she couldn’t help being terrified. She was unaware of Matthew’s identity before this, but
now that she had learned of his identity, she became increasingly afraid of him, for this man had the
ability to crush everything. Killing her would be as easy to him as crushing an ant. “
Tsk.” Matthew dialed a number with the phone in his hand. “Thomas, contact the hospital and have them
prepare for a hysterectomy—” “No, no way! You can’t do that!” Before the man could finish his sentence,
Veronica jumped to her feet, snatched his cell phone away, and ended the call. Feeling angry and
aggrieved, she growled, “What gives you the right to do that? Do you think you can defy thew because
you’re rich?” Well, pretending to be weak, pitiful, and innocent in front of this guy has proven to be
useless, for this *sshole is essentially a cold-blooded beast! “We’ll know whether I can do it or not once
we give it a try.”
Matthew snatched his phone back from Veronica. Then, he walked past her and left right away. “Wait a
minute!” Veronica grabbed Matthew’s hand and knelt down with a thud. She said tearfully, “You can’t do
that, Young Master Matthew. No one knows whether I’ve gotten pregnant or not, but if I do get pregnant,
I’ll definitely abort it.” In order to keep her “womb,” she decided to do everything possible. Dignity is
worthless in the face of life, she thought.
She didn’t want to lose her womb at a young age. If that happened, no men would want her even if she
threw herself at them. “Begging for mercy on your knees, eh? Weren’t you fuming with indignation just
now?” Matthew pinched Veronica’s jaw with hisrge hand. “Say, which side of you should I believe?”
Veronica was very angry. “We should conduct ourselves with conscience, Young Master Matthew. Your
grandma’s the one who drugged you, and you forced yourself on me. I’m the victim here, so why should I
bear the consequences?” Matthew found his interest aroused by Veronica’s kaleidoscopic change of
emotions. She acted all pitiful just a moment ago; now, kneeling on the ground, she looked extremely
furious. “
Because I’m rich and thus can defy thew, that’s why,” he replied, using her words against her. Then, he
continued, “Just stay here and don’t go anywhere. Somebody will pick you upter for the surgery.” He
pulled out a piece of tissue and wiped the hand that had pinched Veronica’s jaw as if feeling that it was
dirty. After tossing the piece of tissue into the trash can, he turned around and left. “Young Master
Matthew? Young Master Matthew, let’s talk this through, okay? Hey, don’t leave, Matthew! You’re an
*sshole and a jerk, Matthew!” Veronica couldn’t help but swear when she saw the man walk out of the
living room without looking back. Then, she got up, sat down on the sofa, and brushed the nonexistent
dust off her knees. She muttered,
“Damn that shameless jerk.” The elevator door closed outside; the man was gone. Sitting on the sofa,
Veronica reached for her cell phone to call Elizabeth, only to realize that her phone was gone. With the
benefit of hindsight, she recalled how Matthew had gotten close to her just now. He probably took my cell
phone at the time, she thought. “I can’t just sit back and do nothing.” A myriad of thoughts crossed her
mind as she pondered how to get out of here.
She stood up and looked around the floor. She found that the only way to exit the floor was through the
elevator or the locked door at the end of the hallway. However, there were two burly bodyguards at the
living room door. She walked around the living room. In the end, she went into the bedroom and found a
lighter. After winding some tissue papers around the mop, she set fire to the tissue papers and aimed the
mop at the fire sprinkler on the ceiling. In just a second, the sprinkler system was activated, and it began
sprinkling water continuously. Veronica activated both the sprinkler system and the smoke rm in the
bedroom, the guest bedroom, the kitchen,
and the bathroom. Upon hearing the smoke rm ring, she immediately ced the mop in a corner and
ran out of the bathroom. The two bodyguards burst in with a panicked expression on their faces. “What’s
the matter? Which ce is on fire?” Veronica shook her head. “I have no idea… It’s so scary…” “Go over
there and take a look, Ben. I’ll go this way.” “Okay.” The two bodyguards immediately rushed inside to
check the situation. Veronica was secretly delighted. Immediately,
she ran out of the living room and took the 38th-floor-exclusive elevator downstairs. After escaping from
Twilight Club, she hailed a taxi and left right away. “Please drive me to Saint Hospital. Uh, forget it.
Please drive me to Dragon’s Creek Vi instead.” She had wanted to go to her adoptive parents at Saint
Hospital, but now she decided to go to Dragon’s Creek Vi to ask the Larsons for money and then leave
Bloomstead with her adoptive parents. Back when she donated her bone marrow to the Larson Family’s
youngest son, her biological father had promised to pay her 50,000
when they left Bloomstead. Veronica had disdained taking his money, but now, she had no other option.
She wanted to take her adoptive parents back to the countryside, but that would cost money. She had
yet to receive her paycheck, and she had paid her only 5,000 upfront for Matthew’s medical treatment.
Without money, she could hardly do anything. Over half an hourter, Veronica arrived at Dragon’s Creek
Vi. Getting out of the taxi, she walked up to the gate and pressed the doorbell. A whileter, the vi’s
gate opened. Rachel, who was decked out with jewels, asked with a frown,
“Why are you here?” Rachel was Veronica’s biological mother. She was nearly 50 years old and was
dressed in a waisted royal blue V-neck shirt paired with high-waisted pants. As she always took very
good care of her health, she looked young and refined. Getting straight to the point, Veronica replied,
“Where’s Floch? I’ve got something to talk to him about.” Rachel looked at Veronica with a scornful and
contemptuous expression. “Hey, watch how you speak!
How could you call him by his name?” Veronica didn’t understand it sometimes. She and Tiffany were
born of the same mother, so why would Rachel and Floch dislike her? “I can’t call him by his name,
huh?” She snorted withughter. “Well then, where’s your old man? I’ve got something to talk to him
about.” Rachel was infuriated by her words. “You… Hmph! As expected of someone from the backwater
of the country. You have no manners at all!” “Manners are taught by one’s biological parents. It’s good
enough that a parentless person like me can stay alive, so why bother about manners?” Veronica had
never expected her biological parents to have such an attitude when she met them again.