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Her Billionaire Husband Chapter 123

Chapter 123

Xavier sensed from Veronica‘s doleful expression that something was wrong. Concerned, he asked, “What‘s the matter?”

“Nothing. It‘s just that I ate too much at lunchtime, so I‘m not hungry yet at the moment.” Veronica gave him a perfunctory smile. Then, she pointed at the documents on her desk, saying, “I‘m reading these documents. I‘ll be going home to sleep after a while.”

“Okay. In that case, I‘ll stay here with you. As it happens, I don‘t feel like eating either.” Xavier came and sat down next to her. Darting a look at the documents on her desk, he said, “Is there anything you don‘t understand? I can explain it to you.” He knew that Veronica had something on her mind, but instead of asking her about it, he merely kept her company in silence as she worked late.

After they finished work, Xavier took Veronica to have some late–night snacks and drove her “home.”

Veronica told Xavier she was staying in an alley across from Twilight Club, but after Xavier left, she returned to Matthew‘s Twilight Condominium. At first, she wanted to refuse the man‘s offer to drive her home, but she really couldn‘t resist his raging enthusiasm.

It was pitch–dark inside when she entered the apartment. In the dim light from the outside, Veronica took off her shoes and walked over to the living room sofa wearily. Lying down on the sofa, she closed her eyes without saying a word.

Ring! Just then, her cell phone rang in her pocket. She took out her cell phone, only to see that it was an incoming call from Xavier. “Bro? What‘s the matter?” she asked languidly while resting her head on the sofa‘s armrest.

“Where are you?”

“Where am I?” Veronica was startled; she didn‘t understand why Xavier would ask such a question all of a sudden. “I‘m home, of course. Where else can I be?”

“Oh?” Xavier uttered on the other end of the line. Then, he continued with a slight drawl in a way that seemed meaningful, “I‘m asking you where your place is. I‘d like to visit your place.”

Veronica‘s heart skipped a beat. She sat up on the sofa, thinking, Could he have learned something? She made up a random excuse and turned Xavier down, saying, “Oh, 1.

wh… I‘m a bit tired, so I‘m going to sleep, And besides, I‘m renting the place with a few other girls, so it‘d be improper for you to come here. If you have something to discuss with me, let‘s talk about it tomorrow.”

“Okay. We‘ll talk about it tomorrow, then. Good night.”

“Good night.”

Veronica hung up. Thinking that she had worried too much, she let out an inward sigh of relief.

Unbeknownst to her, however, Xavier was standing next to the elevator at the second basement parking lot of Twilight Club. Clutching his cell phone in his hand, he stared hard at the number displayed on the elevator‘s floor indicator–38. The 38th floor was the floor where Matthew resided. Turns out she‘s been living with Matthew, eh?

Veronica, who was upstairs, was completely unaware of these things. After lying down in the living room for a while, she went to the bathroom to clean herself. Then, she went to the study and turned on the laptop. After opening the browser, she keyed in a URL and entered a mysterious website, reading the information on the website while carefully keeping a lookout for Matthew, who might come back at any time.

Suddenly, the door to the study opened with a squeak.

Veronica looked up to see Matthew coming in. “You‘re back already?” she asked with feigned nonchalance; at the same time, however, she surreptitiously closed the website and quickly removed the traces of her having visited the website. Then, she switched to an online novel website that she had opened beforehand, pretending to be reading the online novel.

Wearing a black shirt paired with a dark–colored casual necktie, Matthew strode toward Veronica with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. As he walked, he loosened his necktie and undid the two buttons on his collar. His muscular chest was partly hidden and partly visible, and it, along with his outrageously good–looking face, made him appear as noble and aloof as a perfect Prince Charming that came straight out of a comic book.

Even Veronica, who was immune to men‘s masculine charm, couldn‘t help being fascinated by Matthew‘s handsomeness.

“What are you reading?” Matthew walked over and stood beside her, but he couldn‘t help narrowing his eyes slightly after darting a look at the laptop screen. The next

instanı, he knocked her head lightly with his hand, saying, “How could you read this kind of thing? You‘re a lady.”

“What‘s wrong with that? Can‘t I read novels? Veronica frowned in displeasure while shooting the man an angry glare. “I like to read these. That‘s none of your business!”

“You like to read these?” Matthew repeated her words.

The inwardly displeased woman looked up at him. “What‘s wrong with reading novels for satisfaction? There are things that are unattainable in life, after all.” Life is always less than satisfactory. Isn‘t it good to experience those wonderful things in one‘s imagination by reading novels?

“Satisfaction, hmm?” A flicker flashed across Matthew‘s narrow, piercing eyes. Gripping Veronica‘s chin with his hand, he gently turned her head, forcing her to look at the laptop screen. Pointing at the website, he read aloud, “Staring at his gigantic organ, Belinda cried out…” Too embarrassed to read the rest of the sentence, he asked her, “Why have I never found you being so brazen before?”

“I…” Veronica was at a loss for words. She fixed her eyes on the sentences displayed on the screen that Matthew pointed to, which read, ‘Oh, God! Your c*ck is so big and thick! T–This is definitely too much for me… But I love it so much…‘

F*ck… Holy sh*t! What the hell is all this? Even Veronica, who had been calm and collected just now, could no longer retain her composure. A rosy blush instantly came over her little face, which looked as fair and delicate as fine–quality marble. She was so embarrassed that she wished the ground would open and swallow her up. Damn it! I only clicked into a random novel, but do the novel‘s contents have to be so explicit?

But was Veronica the kind of woman who would easily give in? No, I‘m not. Never, she thought. After licking her lips, she cleared her throat and said nonchalantly, “What‘s the problem with that? We‘re adults, after all. Can‘t I have a bit of a hobby? I‘ve even watched lots of porn videos, let alone this kind of novel. Tsk, what are you making a fuss about?” As she felt guilty, she spoke in an unusually loud voice. After finishing her sentence in a loud voice, she brushed off Matthew‘s hand and stood up. “I‘ve had enough of enjoying it, so let me recommend it to you for free. Just take your time reading it. I‘m going to sleep.” With that, she got up in an attempt to take to her heels.

However, as soon as she stood up, Matthew sat her down in the executive chair. Trapping her in the chair with his hand placed on the armrests, he fixed his sharp eyes on her without blinking, asking, “Do you often watch those videos with him?” With a chilly expression that made one‘s flesh creep, he clutched the executive chair‘s armrests so tightly that his knuckles cracked.

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Her Billionaire Husband Chapter 123

Her Billionaire Husband Chapter 123

Chapter 123 Xavier sensed from Veronica‘s doleful expression that something was wrong. Concerned, he asked, “What‘s the matter?” “Nothing. It‘s just that I ate too much at lunchtime, so I‘m not hungry yet at the moment.” Veronica gave him a perfunctory smile. Then, she pointed at the documents on her desk, saying, “I‘m reading these documents. I‘ll be going home to sleep after a while.” “Okay. In that case, I‘ll stay here with you. As it happens, I don‘t feel like eating either.” Xavier came and sat down next to her. Darting a look at the documents on her desk, he said, “Is there anything you don‘t understand? I can explain it to you.” He knew that Veronica had something on her mind, but instead of asking her about it, he merely kept her company in silence as she worked late. After they finished work, Xavier took Veronica to have some late–night snacks and drove her “home.” Veronica told Xavier she was staying in an alley across from Twilight Club, but after Xavier left, she returned to Matthew‘s Twilight Condominium. At first, she wanted to refuse the man‘s offer to drive her home, but she really couldn‘t resist his raging enthusiasm. It was pitch–dark inside when she entered the apartment. In the dim light from the outside, Veronica took off her shoes and walked over to the living room sofa wearily. Lying down on the sofa, she closed her eyes without saying a word. Ring! Just then, her cell phone rang in her pocket. She took out her cell phone, only to see that it was an incoming call from Xavier. “Bro? What‘s the matter?” she asked languidly while resting her head on the sofa‘s armrest. “Where are you?” “Where am I?” Veronica was startled; she didn‘t understand why Xavier would ask such a question all of a sudden. “I‘m home, of course. Where else can I be?” “Oh?” Xavier uttered on the other end of the line. Then, he continued with a slight drawl in a way that seemed meaningful, “I‘m asking you where your place is. I‘d like to visit your place.” Veronica‘s heart skipped a beat. She sat up on the sofa, thinking, Could he have learned something? She made up a random excuse and turned Xavier down, saying, “Oh, 1. wh… I‘m a bit tired, so I‘m going to sleep, And besides, I‘m renting the place with a few other girls, so it‘d be improper for you to come here. If you have something to discuss with me, let‘s talk about it tomorrow.” “Okay. We‘ll talk about it tomorrow, then. Good night.” “Good night.” Veronica hung up. Thinking that she had worried too much, she let out an inward sigh of relief. Unbeknownst to her, however, Xavier was standing next to the elevator at the second basement parking lot of Twilight Club. Clutching his cell phone in his hand, he stared hard at the number displayed on the elevator‘s floor indicator–38. The 38th floor was the floor where Matthew resided. Turns out she‘s been living with Matthew, eh? Veronica, who was upstairs, was completely unaware of these things. After lying down in the living room for a while, she went to the bathroom to clean herself. Then, she went to the study and turned on the laptop. After opening the browser, she keyed in a URL and entered a mysterious website, reading the information on the website while carefully keeping a lookout for Matthew, who might come back at any time. Suddenly, the door to the study opened with a squeak. Veronica looked up to see Matthew coming in. “You‘re back already?” she asked with feigned nonchalance; at the same time, however, she surreptitiously closed the website and quickly removed the traces of her having visited the website. Then, she switched to an online novel website that she had opened beforehand, pretending to be reading the online novel. Wearing a black shirt paired with a dark–colored casual necktie, Matthew strode toward Veronica with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. As he walked, he loosened his necktie and undid the two buttons on his collar. His muscular chest was partly hidden and partly visible, and it, along with his outrageously good–looking face, made him appear as noble and aloof as a perfect Prince Charming that came straight out of a comic book. Even Veronica, who was immune to men‘s masculine charm, couldn‘t help being fascinated by Matthew‘s handsomeness. “What are you reading?” Matthew walked over and stood beside her, but he couldn‘t help narrowing his eyes slightly after darting a look at the laptop screen. The next instanı, he knocked her head lightly with his hand, saying, “How could you read this kind of thing? You‘re a lady.” “What‘s wrong with that? Can‘t I read novels? Veronica frowned in displeasure while shooting the man an angry glare. “I like to read these. That‘s none of your business!” “You like to read these?” Matthew repeated her words. The inwardly displeased woman looked up at him. “What‘s wrong with reading novels for satisfaction? There are things that are unattainable in life, after all.” Life is always less than satisfactory. Isn‘t it good to experience those wonderful things in one‘s imagination by reading novels? “Satisfaction, hmm?” A flicker flashed across Matthew‘s narrow, piercing eyes. Gripping Veronica‘s chin with his hand, he gently turned her head, forcing her to look at the laptop screen. Pointing at the website, he read aloud, “Staring at his gigantic organ, Belinda cried out...” Too embarrassed to read the rest of the sentence, he asked her, “Why have I never found you being so brazen before?” “I...” Veronica was at a loss for words. She fixed her eyes on the sentences displayed on the screen that Matthew pointed to, which read, ‘Oh, God! Your c*ck is so big and thick! T–This is definitely too much for me... But I love it so much...‘ F*ck... Holy sh*t! What the hell is all this? Even Veronica, who had been calm and collected just now, could no longer retain her composure. A rosy blush instantly came over her little face, which looked as fair and delicate as fine–quality marble. She was so embarrassed that she wished the ground would open and swallow her up. Damn it! I only clicked into a random novel, but do the novel‘s contents have to be so explicit? But was Veronica the kind of woman who would easily give in? No, I‘m not. Never, she thought. After licking her lips, she cleared her throat and said nonchalantly, “What‘s the problem with that? We‘re adults, after all. Can‘t I have a bit of a hobby? I‘ve even watched lots of porn videos, let alone this kind of novel. Tsk, what are you making a fuss about?” As she felt guilty, she spoke in an unusually loud voice. After finishing her sentence in a loud voice, she brushed off Matthew‘s hand and stood up. “I‘ve had enough of enjoying it, so let me recommend it to you for free. Just take your time reading it. I‘m going to sleep.” With that, she got up in an attempt to take to her heels. However, as soon as she stood up, Matthew sat her down in the executive chair. Trapping her in the chair with his hand placed on the armrests, he fixed his sharp eyes on her without blinking, asking, “Do you often watch those videos with him?” With a chilly expression that made one‘s flesh creep, he clutched the executive chair‘s armrests so tightly that his knuckles cracked.

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