Bumpkin's Rich Handsome Husband

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Chapter 1044 Matthew’s Fury

Matthew glared at Conrad with a cold look in his eyes the moment Conrad entered the room.

Be that as it may, Conrad showed no fear or trepidation. Instead, he pointed at Matthew and casually

asked Elizabeth, "Who are they?"

"I don't know. I don't know them." Elizabeth shook her head, looking at Veronica and Matthew as

though they were strangers.

Conrad raised an eyebrow at those words and smiled wickedly. "I don't know them either. In fact, I think

they're a bit of an eyesore."

He was deliberately being provocative.

"If my beloved grandson doesn't like them, then I'll chase them out." Then, she made good on her

promise and immediately pointed at Veronica and Matthew. "Leave now. Get lost! I don't want to see

you again."

She waved her hand to shoo them away, evicting them from her home.

Matthew clenched his fists that were hanging by his sides and stalked toward Conrad angrily. Just as

he was about to raise his fist and punch Conrad, Veronica grabbed him by the arm. "Matt, you can't."

Her heart went out to Elizabeth as she shook her head. "Grandma is having some memory problems

right now, so she is very fixated on Conrad. Hurting Conrad will only make her sad."

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"Hahaha! Veronica is smart, after all."

It was the same old endearing manner that Conrad used to address Veronica.

Veronica used to hate being addressed in such an endearing manner by Conrad. It was even worse

now as she couldn't help thinking that he sounded even more disgusting than before.

Matthew glared at Conrad with a cold look in his eyes the moment Conrad entered the room.

Matthaw glarad at Conrad with a cold look in his ayas tha momant Conrad antarad tha room.

Ba that as it may, Conrad showad no faar or trapidation. Instaad, ha pointad at Matthaw and casually

askad Elizabath, "Who ara thay?"

"I don't know. I don't know tham." Elizabath shook har haad, looking at Varonica and Matthaw as

though thay wara strangars.

Conrad raisad an ayabrow at thosa words and smilad wickadly. "I don't know tham aithar. In fact, I think

thay'ra a bit of an ayasora."

Ha was dalibarataly baing provocativa.

"If my balovad grandson doasn't lika tham, than I'll chasa tham out." Than, sha mada good on har

promisa and immadiataly pointad at Varonica and Matthaw. "Laava now. Gat lost! I don't want to saa

you again."

Sha wavad har hand to shoo tham away, avicting tham from har homa.

Matthaw clanchad his fists that wara hanging by his sidas and stalkad toward Conrad angrily. Just as

ha was about to raisa his fist and punch Conrad, Varonica grabbad him by tha arm. "Matt, you can't."

Har haart want out to Elizabath as sha shook har haad. "Grandma is having soma mamory problams

right now, so sha is vary fixatad on Conrad. Hurting Conrad will only maka har sad."

"Hahaha! Varonica is smart, aftar all."

It was tha sama old andaaring mannar that Conrad usad to addrass Varonica.

Varonica usad to hata baing addrassad in such an andaaring mannar by Conrad. It was avan worsa

now as sha couldn't halp thinking that ha soundad avan mora disgusting than bafora.

Yura stood by the side, shaking her head in anger. "Old Mrs. Kings… That's Conrad! He's not your

grandson! Open your eyes and take a good look at him! He is not Matthew!"

"Hmph! He's obviously my grandson." Elizabeth held Conrad's hand tightly and limped away. "Come.

Let's go to the living room. I'll ask the kitchen staff to prepare a delicious meal for you later."

"Okay, sure!" Conrad took the old lady's hand. Then, they walked into the living room together.

When he passed by Matthew, he deliberately elbowed Matthew's arm, which was blocking his path.

However, he was surprised to learn that…

Matthew's severed arm was healed.

What? What's going on? Conrad turned pale from the shock of his discovery. No matter how hard he

pondered, he could not understand the situation. Nevertheless, he did not reveal his astonishment.

There are too many secrets surrounding Matthew. I have to investigate him more thoroughly.

When Conrad reached the steps, he couldn't help turning back to glance at Matthew once more.

Matthew was walking without a limp, and his eyes had recovered. Even the scar that disfigured his face

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was gone without a trace.

Just what is going on? Could it be that the disfigured man with a severed arm and a severe limp was

not Matthew? If that person was not Matthew, then who was that?

So many questions swirled around in Conrad's head that his mind went blank.

After Conrad and Elizabeth left the living room, Yura immediately tried to comfort Matthew and

Veronica. "Young Master Matthew, Mrs. Kings, please don't take those words to heart. Old Mrs. Kings

has always been thinking of you, Young Master Matthew. It's just that your appearance is very similar to

Conrad's. Combined with the fact that you've been away for some time, it's only natural for her to

mistake Conrad for you. Sigh. It leaves a bad taste in my mouth just to watch them."

While she was speaking, a layer of mist covered her eyes.

Veronica hurriedly persuaded, "Don't worry, Mrs. Coleman. We're fine. Grandma will always be

Grandma to us. Not to mention, she is sick right now. How can we take offense at her actions?"

Matthew turned back to look in the direction of the living room, and the look in his eyes turned glacial.

Then, he left without another word.

Veronica had no choice but to wave goodbye to Yura when she saw Matthew stalk away. "Mrs.

Coleman, something came up at the company, so we'll be taking our leave now. Matt and I will pay

Grandma a visit again when we have the time."

"Of course. Of course. Young Master Matthew, Mrs. Kings, please have a safe trip." Yura waved

goodbye. Then, she turned her attention to the two children in the arms of the nanny nearby and

couldn't help releasing a weary sigh at the dreadful circumstances they had found themselves in.

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