Chapter 125


    In a moment of desperation, Veronica put out her right hand to shove Matthew away, only to gasp in pain


    as she shoved him too hard. “Hiss... Ouch…”


    Sensing that something was wrong, Matthew let go of her and switched on the movie room‘s lights right


    away. Only then did he notice that Veronica‘s sleeve had been stained with blood. In an instant, his face


    darkened with a frown, and he looked at her with aplicated look in his eyes. “Sorry.”


    Veronica was somewhat startled by Matthew‘s unsolicited apology. She never expected that the man wh


    o considered himself superior to everyone else would take the initiative to apologize to her one day. How


    ever, before she coulde to her senses, the man had turned off the screen mirroring on his cell phone


    , turning off the video that was


    inappropriate for kids. Then, he took her hand, saying, “Come on. Let me bandage your wound.”


    Peeved, Veronica shook off his hand right away. “I‘ll treat my wound myself.“. Storming barefoot out of th


    e movie room in a huff, she found the first–aid kit in


    the living room and began to treat hercerated wound.


    Walking out of the movie room, Matthew felt guilty when he saw Veronica sitting on the sofa and clumsily


    untying the bandage around her right arm with her left hand. Coming to her side, he sat down, held her r


    ight arm, and helped her untie the bandage around it.


    Veronica struggled. “I‘ll do it myself. Just let go,”


    However, Matthew chided softly, “Don‘t move!”


    Immediately, Veronica fell silent, letting the man wipe the blood off her wound before he


    applied medicine to the wound and bandaged the wound deftly at one go. During the entire process, she


    silently watched the man, who


    waspletely absorbed in what he was doing. It wasn‘t until he finished bandaging her wound that she


    said, “It‘s gettingte. I‘m going to sleep.” With that, she stood up, returned to her room angrily, and m


    med the door shut with a loud bang,


    Sitting on the sofa, Matthew clutched the bandage in his hand while gazing at the tightly closed door, his


    feelings incredibly mixed.


    Instead ofing out to watch TV as before, Veronicay in the bedroom the whole time tonight.


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    The next day, Mauhew got out of bed and made porridge for Veronica as usual, but he didn‘t see her co


    ming out even at 7:00AM. He went and knocked on the door to her bedroom, but no one answered the d


    oor.


    He pushed the door open, only to be surprised to find that the bedroom was empty. She was gone.


    Standing at the door, the man was startled for a moment. Then,


    he took out his phone to call Veronica. She didn‘t answer the phone when


    he called her the first time; it wasn‘t until he called her the second time that she


    answered the phone and asked, “Anything?”


    “Where are you?”


    “Starting from today, I‘ll never go back to Twilight Condominium, nor do you have to worry about where I


    am. Goodbye.” Veronica hung up right away without saying another word to Matthew. At first, she had th


    ought that Matthew would restrain himself after Elizabeth had acknowledged her as her god–


    granddaughter. However, it turned out that she had overestimated the man, who was even worse than a


    beast. In order to avoid losing her chastity again, she chose to rent an apartment outside.


    That morning, Veronica asked Xavier for a day off and found a small one–


    bedroom apartment online with a monthly rent of 2,000. She spent the morning renting the apartment for


    a year and buying daily supplies, using up most of the money Melissa had wired to her.


    It was already 10:00AM when everything was done. Exhausted, shey down on the living room sofa we


    arily without moving for a long time.


    Ring! Just then, her cell phone rang on the table. She darted a look at the phone‘s screen, which showed


    an iing call from an unfamiliar phone number. She picked up the phone and answered the call, sayi


    ng, “Hello. Who is this?”


    “Hi, is Veronica speaking?” A woman‘s voice that sounded somewhat familiar spoke on the other end of t


    he line.


    “Yes, it‘s me.”


    “Phew… That‘s great. I found you atst. Veronica, it‘s me, Yvonne. Where are you? I‘m in Bloomstead ri


    ght now.”


    “Uh..” Veronica had never gotten in touch with Yvonne again since they parted waysst time. She got to


    know Yvonne by ident after


    hiding in thetter‘s car and getting kidnapped abroad with her for no reasonst time. However, she did


    n‘!


    intend to be dose friends with Yvonne, whose identity and background she found 100 mysterious and unf


    athomable. Giving Yvonne a nearby address, she said, “I‘m at Jazz Crumbs Cafe on Pines Street.”


    “Okay. Just wait for me. I‘ll be there right away,” Yvonne said before hanging up.


    On the other hand, Veronica got up and spruced herself up. After leaving the neighborhood through the b


    ack entrance, she arrived at Jazz Crumbs Cafe on Pines Street. Then, she ordered a cup of coffee while


    waiting for Yvonne on the second floor at the seat by the window.


    20 minutester, Yvonne showed up before Veronica. Dressed in her usual style, she wore a waisted, irr


    egr white vertical–


    striped suit, which was matched with a belt, a pair of ck pants, and high heels. Her long hair hung loos


    e over her shoulders, making her look as intelligent and poised as a capable elite woman. She waved to


    Veronica, saying, “Hi there! It‘s been a while since west saw each other.”


    Veronica picked up her cup of coffee and took a sip from it. Looking at Yvonne with a puzzled look in her


    eyes, she asked, “What makes you think of contacting me all of a sudden?”


    “Well, I just returned from overseas, didn‘t I? Just give me a minute while I order a cup of coffee first. I‘m


    quite thirsty,” Yvonne said while waving to the waiter. “Waiter, give me a cup oftte, please.”


    “Since we‘ve met again, I should return your ne to you.” Veronica took off the ne Yvonne ha


    d previously exchanged for hers before cing it on the table. “This is yours,” she said while pointing at t


    he ne Yvonne was wearing. “Give it back to me.”


    “Are you serious, Veronica?” Yvonne covered her neck with her hand. “How can you take back something


    me as a present?”


    Luckily, Veronica‘s background wasn‘tplicated except for her rtionship with the Larsons. Otherwise


    “Aren‘t we? We‘ve risked our lives together.” Yvonne pushed the ne toward Veronica with a chuckle


    Matthew.” She spoke her mind with no intention of hiding anything from Veronica.


    Veronica looked skeptical, though. “Who was the one that kidnapped you?” One could tell at a nce that


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    could hire mercenaries.


    “Can I… keep it a secret?” Yvonne asked.


    Veronica didn‘t say a word, but she shook her head.


    Seeing Veronica‘s response, Yvonne felt somewhat helpless. She took a


    business card out of her pocket and handed it to Veronica.


    Veronica took the business card and read the information on it, mumbling, “The president of Honeycloud C


    end products with extremely high quality. Even those special cosmetics that Veronica had bought were fro


    Yvonne raised her eyebrows. “Isn‘t it obvious enough? I want you to introduce me to Matthew so that I can


    background.


    Veronica hesitated. After taking a look at Yvonne, she reached out her left hand and rubbed her index fing