Chapter 631 Bad News
“Yeah, you’re right.” Sitting on the bed, Veronica slowly hung her head and didn’t ask any more questions, but her haggard face was loaded with worry.
It had been more than five hours, but there was no news from Matthew so far. She could vaguely feel a hint of unease. With his capabilities, he shouldn’t have taken so long to get things done.
“Hurry up and lie down. You haven’t recovered yet,” Destiny urged, concerned about Veronica as she helped her to lie down on the bed. Only then did Veronica ask, “Where is Xavier? Did you arrange for a doctor?”
In the back of the mountain, she only stopped his bleeding, but did not remove the bullet from his wound. He still needed a doctor to take care of his injury.
“The family doctor is already helping him with his wounds, so you don’t need to worry.” Destiny sighed and said, “Now, you just need to take care of yourself. The chef is already making you some porridge, and I’ll bring it over later for you to eat.”
“Thank you, Destiny.” Veronica looked at her and thanked her sincerely.
“It’s what I should do. You don’t have to be so polite with me.” Destiny, with the first-aid kit in hand, smiled gently and turned around to leave the bedroom.
The moment the door closed, Veronica’s smile dropped and was replaced by a thick, lingering worry. Her right eyelid had been twitching incessantly this afternoon, and she also felt an inexplicable panic and nervousness. These small physical abnormalities had been tormenting her, as if there were several ants crawling around in her body, but she wasn’t able to get rid of them, and the feeling was maddening.
She lay on the bed, looking out of the window. The night sky was full of stars, and she could hear the rustling of the leaves in the wind, which stirred her heart to become more and more restless.
Matt, you must stay safe.
Half an hour later, Veronica got up from the bed and walked downstairs. Looking at Destiny and Thomas sitting in the living room, she couldn’t help but ask, “Where is Matt? Is there any news yet?”
Even standing by the railing on the second floor, Veronica could smell the thick nicotine smell coming from the first floor hall, so she could imagine how much they had smoked. She was sure they were just as restless and full of worry as she was.
Thomas stubbed out the cigarette butt in his hand in the ashtray and stood up while walking toward the window, pushing it open to disperse the cigarette smell, saying, “Someone just came by and told me that Conrad was seriously injured and taken away by Anthony. Xavier is still in a coma in the second floor guest room, isn’t he? All of the key figures aren’t there, so Young Master Matthew should be fine.”
Though he comforted Veronica, his words made her heart sink to her stomach, as if it was a stone thrown in a deep pool, falling endlessly without reaching the bottom of the cold pool, trapped in torment.
Her bright eyes instantly dulled as she looked at the people in the living room. Noticing that they looked uneasy as well, Veronica did not want to add to their turmoil, so she nodded slightly and forced a smile. “This is good news. If the ‘main force’ isn’t here, Matt must be fine. I’m sure they’re celebrating and drinking somewhere right now.”
Celebrating and drinking? How could that be? After all, today was their big day, and after he was finished, according to his nature, he would be the first to contact her.
Veronica did not want to add to their burden, so after she finished, she said, “I’ll go and visit Xavier. Which room is he in?” “West side. He’s in the guest room on the far side of the west side.” Thomas pointed in the direction of the west side of the second floor.
“All right, I’ll go over and take a look.”
Standing by the railing, Veronica walked toward the west side. When her figure disappeared from the second floor corridor by the stairway, after making sure that the people on the first floor couldn’t see her, she went weak in the knees and subconsciously reached out to hold onto the wall.
