Bumpkin's Rich Handsome Husband

“Really? What should I do then? I still have to call Skyler if you need me to get you into Westcross,

and the last time Monica asked for my help, I—”

“Alright, enough! It’s Skyler this and Monica that!” She slammed her cutlery down. “You guys go on

ahead without me. I need to use the restroom.” She got up and went to the ladies.

Ivana whispered, “She’s had wild mood swings ever since she got pregnant. Don’t take it to heart.”

“Oh, I don’t think it’s because of the pregnancy.” Veronica smiled mysteriously.

She went back to Twilight Condominium at night. Veronica had her own place, but Twilight was

near Starshine and her wedding planning agency was not that far away either, so she stayed

around. The agency had opened for business a month ago, but it was a relaunch with Matthew as

the boss in name. Numerous clients supported it thanks to that and the business boomed. Since

Monica had to make money for her kid, Veronica assigned her as a part-time wedding planner.

Thanks to her talent and capability, she was one of the pillars of the company now. On the other

hand, Crayson maintained his position as the security guard, but he went back home to rest up as

he had not been feeling well lately.

After arriving home and noticing Matthew’s absence, Veronica went to the study and held an online

meeting with Vincere Games’ team members. They talked about the company’s future and the

plans that would lead to it. Thanks to Veronica’s team, she had been enjoying great success ever

since she invested in the company. They had been making profit ever since the second month.

They had made four-hundred and forty thousand up until the current month; their momentum could

not be stopped.

Just as Veronica logged out of the meeting and started up a game, Matthew returned home. “What

are you up to?”

“Just a game. I’ll finish up this match in a jiffy,” she answered and went back to her game.

With that, Matthew went and poured her a cup of tea. He placed it in front of her and stood behind

the chair to watch her match.

In the game, she eventually got to the high ground and destroyed the enemy team’s home base

tower. With that, she won the match and removed her headphones. Leaning into her chair, she

stared at Matthew and asked, “You must be busy with work, huh?”

“Well, I finished it.” He held her cheeks and pressed his lips against hers. “Why didn’t you go to

sleep? You didn’t have to wait for me.”

“I’m not waiting for you. I-I just don’t feel like sleeping.” She would not admit that she was

expecting him. Suddenly, she remembered something and her eyes shone. “Dad and Mom

blessed our marriage. Can we head to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow and get registered?”

“Oh, about that. I need to tell you something.” He went around and pulled her up from her chair.

Matthew sat down and placed her on his lap. “It’s Tiffany’s funeral tomorrow.”

“It’s tomorrow?” Oh. Not a good day to get wed. She leaned against his chest and wrapped her

arms around his neck. “Did you find Randy yet?”

“Nope.”

“Weird. If Tiffany did cross someone, they’d only get back at her or her parents at most. Why did

Randy get dragged into this?”

Veronica met Randy a few times before. They chatted a few times and he was a lively guy. She did

not particularly like him, but she did not hate him either. “Don’t you think Tiffany’s death reeks of

conspiracy, Matt?”

Though Veronica was not sure the cause of Tiffany’s death, let alone being at the scene, Veronica

believed that things were not as simple as it looked.

“Not sure.” Matthew patted her head. “Just mind your own business and stay out of things you

shouldn’t ask.”

“I’d like to attend her funeral.”

“I’ll go with you.”

That night, they did not take long to fall asleep and woke up early the next morning. The couple

washed up and went to Tiffany’s funeral. Since her funeral was kept secret, there were not a lot of

guests present.

It was drizzling and the sky was overcast. It loomed over everyone, spreading depressiveness

across the air. A big group of people were standing under a tree on the northern side of Saint

Cemetery; they were in black attire, holding black umbrellas and all of them were facing a

gravestone.

Veronica and Matthew were each holding an umbrella and they approached the tree. She saw

Floch and Rachel standing at the side, hand in hand. They had a black armband on their arm and

a lily pinned to their chests. The couple looked forlorn and dejected as Floch’s hair turned gray

overnight, seemingly aged ten years in just a while.

Meanwhile, Veronica also saw Ruka, Caitlyn, and Reese there. They were all Tiffany’s friends and

Reese was also her best friend. Though they had gotten into an argument, Tiffany’s death still hit

her hard. Moreover, Conrad and Tiffany’s friends were there as well.

“Why did you come, Veronica?” Reese placed a lily in front of the gravestone. She wiped her tears

away and turned around just to see Veronica and Matthew coming closer. Infuriated, she pointed

at Veronica. “You hypocrite! I bet you’re happy now that Tiffany’s dead!” she roared.

It attracted everyone’s attention.

Caitlyn had hated Veronica for a long time now. She too pointed at her and roared, “Leave! You’re

not welcome here!”

“Veronica’s here? Now that’s surprising.”

“Matthew is here too.”

“Tiffany had a grudge with Veronica. She could be related to her death.”

“Hey, that’s just speculation.”

“It’s nice for Matthew to come, though. Tiffany tried to dupe him before.”

“The Larsons are gonna treat Veronica better now, won’t they? She’s their only daughter now.”

…

Everyone was whispering among themselves; they kept looking at Veronica and the Larsons as

they came up with all sorts of theories.