Chapter 644 Matthew’s Back
Veronica got out of the car, and Yvette held an umbrella over her. She handed Veronica a red scarf. “It’s cold. You should wear this.”
Yvette was a slender woman. She wore a long black coat that accentuated her waist. Her hair was cropped short, which brought out her features even more. She was an aloof woman, to begin with, and with her wearing gold-rimmed glasses, she looked more like a handsome woman than a beautiful lady.
“Thank you.” Veronica looked at her in surprise and took the scarf from her before wearing it around her own neck.
“It’s nothing. Thomas told me to do this,” Yvette said.
Veronica merely acknowledged it without saying anything further. She took the umbrella from Yvette and darted into the Kings Residence. She went through the yard and passed over the man-made bridge until she was finally in the backyard.
Even before she reached the place, she could hear Elizabeth yelling, “Don’t just stand there. I want to see Matthew, and you’re calling him here right now.”
Elizabeth is at it again. Veronica froze in her tracks and looked at the snow beneath her. It felt like her heart was getting even colder. She closed the umbrella and handed it to Yvette, and then she clenched her fists before heading toward Elizabeth. “Grandma?” She replaced her sadness with a sweet smile.
Elizabeth was pointing her crutch at the servants as she yelled at them. Veronica exchanged a look with Yura, and the latter shook her head. There was visible sorrow in her eyes.
“What are you doing, Grandma? I told you Matthew’s overseas. You don’t have to worry about him.” Veronica went up to Elizabeth and stopped before her, holding her hand as she said playfully, “Don’t you miss me at all?”
“Who are you?” Elizabeth kept her dementia under control with medications, but Matthew’s disappearance had hit her greatly, and it exacerbated her condition. She couldn’t even recognize Veronica when she was having an episode.
“I’m Matthew’s wife, your granddaughter-in-law.” She forced a smile and put Elizabeth’s hand on her belly. “And this is your great-grandchild. Look, it’s this big now.”
“Is that so?” The scowl on Elizabeth’s face was then replaced by a grin. “So, Matthew has a son now.”
Phew, she’s feeling better. Yura waved at the servants, telling them to leave.
However, Elizabeth suddenly frowned again. “I want to see Matthew. Call him and tell him he needs to come back right now.”
In the past, she had been nothing but the epitome of elegance, so the current sight of her suffering from dementia broke Veronica’s heart.
“Grandma, Matt is—”
Someone came in and interrupted, “What is it?”
“Matthew? Is that you? You’re finally back, you little brat. I’ve missed you!” Elizabeth flung Veronica’s hand away and approached the newcomer. She held his hand and looked at him closely. “You work and work and work, but you never come to see me. And look at you. It’s only been a while, and you have lost some weight. And you look older too.”
Veronica was infuriated when she saw who it was. She then looked at Yura and kept her mouth shut.
Conrad sneered and looked at Veronica smugly as he held Elizabeth’s hand. “Well, I’m here now. Did you throw a tantrum when I wasn’t around?”
He resembled Matthew a little. As such, Elizabeth’s yearning for Matthew had made her mistake of Conrad as her beloved grandson. She was as happy as a lark just from seeing Conrad, thinking he was Matthew.
