The pointed edge of his knife pressed against the handkerchief in Eleanor’s hand, gently pushing it aside. “Don’t think you can sow discord in our relationship with such crude tactics.”
If he behaved properly, he wouldn’t have to worry that Veronica would misunderstand. Matthew had faith in the bond he shared with Veronica.
Veronica was standing at the doorway when he heard Matthew’s words. In an instant, the threads of worry in her heart unraveled, releasing the burden she had been carrying. In hindsight, she realized she had been overly concerned.
After she walked into the kitchen, she casually closed the door and put on a graceful smile. “Your Highness, are you looking for a change of scenery?” Being teased in succession by the married couple left Eleanor both annoyed and amused.
She tossed the handkerchief directly into the trash bin and raised her delicately arched eyebrows. “Ah, how boring. Can’t you two cooperate a bit with me? You should have pretended to be angry just to bring a little joy to my day.”
Her joke easily resolved the awkwardness. Her open and unabashed nature was truly something Veronica found somewhat endearing. That kind of unrestrained and carefree attitude wasn’t something everyone could embody.
Veronica and Matthew exchanged glances and smiled at each other. He then lowered his head and continued preparing the fish in his hand, while she slowly let her head hang as she felt warm and sweet in her chest.
“Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you. From now on, he will be my master and will definitely teach me how to cook step by step. Don’t get jealous, okay?”
As she spoke, Eleanor deliberately leaned toward Matthew and raised her eyebrows at Veronica. Veronica felt helpless in the face of such blatant seduction and provocation.
“Being defeated and being jealous is just a difference in wording. Your Highness, you better be prepared.” Veronica crossed her arms and smiled as she turned and left..
“Hey… You! Are you just going to leave like this?”
“Why stay if there’s no reason for me to?”
“Aren’t you afraid of what I might do to him?” “Do whatever you want. As long as you have confidence, I will give you mental support.” Veronica turned her head, her exquisitely fair face filled with a confident smile.
Her trust in Matthew was evident. She leisurely walked out of the kitchen, happily humming a tune as she closed the door. The smile on Eleanor’s face instantly disappeared. She felt like a deflated balloon.
After a while, she turned around and glared at Matthew, pouting in a spoiled manner. “I have plenty of time, so I’m not afraid of not winning you over. You underestimate me.”
Matthew turned on the tap and cleaned the crucian carp. He mentioned calmly, “Being overly confident is just being arrogant.” “I’ve been arrogant for so many years. It won’t be any different this time.”
After speaking, she picked up the vegetables next to her and asked, “How should I prepare this vegetable? I don’t know what to do.”
“Remove the top and bottom. Also, check if there are any worms. Remove them if there are.”
“Oh. That’s easy.”
Eleanor nodded and began to focus on preparing the vegetables. In the living room. When Veronica came back, Liam asked her, “What is Eleanor doing? Why hasn’t she come out yet?”
“Her Highness has a strong thirst for knowledge. She just became Iron Pillar’s disciple and is learning cooking from him.” Veronica sat down on the couch and picked up a cup of fragrant tea from the table. The gentle aroma of the tea enveloped her senses, refreshing her spirit.
“You said Eleanor made Iron Pillar her master?” Liam stood up abruptly. “Isn’t that ridiculous? She is the princess of the hidden clan. Won’t it tarnish our royal family’s reputation if this gets out?”
In fact, Liam had been displeased with Iron Pillar for a long time and had always wanted to find an opportunity to teach him a lesson. Yet, now that Iron Pillar had become Eleanor’s master, how was Liam supposed to have the chance to do that?
Liam still had bruises on his face from being beaten up by Matthew yesterday.
