The Life Of A Billionaires Wife

The Life Of A Billionaire’s Wife Chapter 142

Not only did the trip back and forth waste Veronica‘s time, but she also ended up spending way more m oney than she should.

I swear to God, she silently complained, this is the worst day ever.

Upon reaching her destination, she angrily stomped into the club and headed to the elevator. Then, she swiped her special entry access card and was brought straight to the top floor of the condominium.

Her condominium unit was pitch black when she entered the space. Feeling irked, she couldn‘t be both ered to turn on the lights before taking off her shoe and familiarly coursing her way to her sofa to lie do wn.

However, the moment she laid her head against the throw pillow, she noticed how different the pillow u nder her head felt than it usually did.

Reaching out to adjust the pillow, Veronica felt an odd warmth which made her jump up at once. “Are y ou crazy, Matthew? Why didn‘t you turn on the lights if you were back? Are you trying to scare me to de ath?” she gasped..

As soon as she recalled how Matthew had treated her today, her anger immediately flared, and she abr uptly stood up to walk away from him.

At that moment, all the lights in the unit were turned on.

Matthew turned to look at her only to catch the sight of her enraged face as she tramped into her room. His lips slightly quivered, but before he could even utter a word, Veronica slammed the door close with all her might.

Looking at how furious she was, Matthew‘s eyebrows furrowed as he started to worry if he had taken it too far earlier.

He then stood up and headed to the room Veronica had shut herself in. Before Veronica‘s bedroom, Ma tthew stood by the door and raised his hand to knock on it.

Knock, knock–Knock, knock, knock

His knuckles continued to rap on the door when he didn‘t get a response from her.

“Are you still mad?” he finally asked as he couldn‘t stand the silent treatment anymore.

Squeak! Suddenly, the door swung open and out came Veronica with a luggage bag by her side. She st ood in front of him with a fierce glare as she snapped, “Please don‘t block the door. Screw off.”

His face immediately darkened upon hearing her stern words. “What did you just say?” he muttered.

“I said, screw–” Realizing that Matthew had an odd expression on his face, she backed off a little and h uffed, “I said, go away. I‘m trying to pass.”

Despite her intimidation, Matthew unmovingly stood at the same spot. “Where are you heading to?” he questioned her. = 1

“What has that got to do with you?” Her face was cold when she lifted her head to glower at him.

Even though Matthew wasn‘t wrong in refusing to help her with voiding the bill, Veronica was still extre mely infuriated by how he handled the issue.

The odd thing was–she didn‘t even know why she was fuming at the man.

“It is dangerous for a girl to be out this late,” he placated. –

Seeing how angry Veronica was, he couldn‘t help but wonder if his action earlier was a mistake— perhaps if he did not do as such, she wouldn‘t have gotten so angry.

“Who cares. That has got nothing to do with you,” she spat as she tried to walk past him.

Acknowledging what she was about to do, he swiftly stepped to the left to block her from walking forward.

The haughty man then looked down at the shorter woman and asked in return, “You eat my food and st ay at my place. You grumbled about the breakfast you treated me being pricey when it only costs 3 dollars, yet you generou sly spent hundreds of thousands like it was nothing with Xavier. Do you even have the right to be mad at me right now?” .

Is this how women pick fights without reason? he quietly thought to himself.

“That‘s because I thought–“She started explaining in a raised voice, only to come to a halt before finishi ng her sentence. She couldn‘t possibly tell him that she had acted that way because she thought that h er relationship with Matthew had gotten better after they started living together. Instead, she let out a scoff and sneere d, “You are

right! I enjoy treating the both of you differently. Is there a problem?”

She then gave Matthew a hard shove and strode across when he stumbled backward.

Right when she walked past him, he reached out to grab her by the wrist and demanded coldly, “You re ally like him that much?”

The temperature surrounding them suddenly dropped, and the pressure around him almost became un bearable––even his gaze on Veronica was chilling to the bone.

Despite that, she still fearlessly stood her ground and puffed out her chest. “Yes,” she declared confide ntly.

At that, both of them met each others gaze and was staring profusely at each other. One had a cold ga ze that was tinged with disappointment while the other had a gaze that was obviously fueled with anger. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

After locking eyes for a while, Matthew threw another question. “If that is the case, why did you make M elissa ask me those questions when we were at Dawnpol Village the other day?”

That night in Dawnpol Village, Veronica invited Matthew out to enjoy the night view, but abruptly left him in the middle of it because she wasn‘t feeling comfortable. Melissa had appeared soon after, and she began to ask Matthew a series of odd questions like “Do you love Tiffany?” and “Must you mar ry Tiffany just because you are engaged to her?”

Why would Veronica make Melissa ask him those questions if Veronica fancied Xavier instead?

Confused, Veronica asked, “What did Melissa ask?”

“Regarding my marriage with Tiffany, do you have any opinion about it?” Matthew asked in response to her question.

“Ha! You are talking as if my opinion would change anything,” she jeered while shaking off the grip Matt hew had on her hand. “Tiffany is already bearing your child, so asking me for my opinion about your marriage is just a waste of time. Furthermore, you and me––do we even have a relation with one another?”

She aggressively poked her finger in his chest before continuing, “You refused to give me a discount at the bar. What relationship do you still think we have? We are strangers. We are nothing but mere pass ers–by in each other‘s lives. We will soon forget about each other after I leave Bloomstead.”

Ai last, Veronica finally witnessed Matthew‘s true colors.

He was a man who could give a woman the world if he saw value in her but would not hesitate to toss her aside when she was no longer of value to him.

What a practical person he was!

Seeing how he had no rebuttal, she continued ranting, “Also, handle the decoration of the wedding venu

Initially, Veronica agreed to help them out because she wanted to repay Elizabeth for what she had done

“Goodbye!” She threw one last glance at Matthew before walking away from him, only to stop after takin

At that moment, she was finally putting an end to whatever relationship she had with Matthew.

Meanwhile, Matthew slowly turned around to look at her leaving with the luggage bag, but he remained

Strangers?Passersby?

It seemed like she had no feelings for him at all.

The questions that Melissa had asked him at Dawnpol Village had not come from Veronica.

Come to think of it, Melissa had used Veronica as an excuse to approach him multiple times. She probably was the one who was interested in him—not Veronica.

When he was hit by the sudden realization, his face turned expressionless as his palms clenched into fists. Just how much more embarrassingly delusional could h

Veronica, on the other hand, headed straight for the small condominium she had previously stayed at af

Fortunately, her old unit had all the things she needed for now. With that, she immediately went to bed a

As she lay in bed, the thought of her money disappearing in a blink of an eye began 10 haunt her again. Her heart sank at the memory of it.

Deciding to do something about her heartache, she grabbed her phone and opened a property app to make a post to rent out her condo

After she was done with the post, she started to wriggle around in bed like she usually did and only man

After waking up, she gave Xavier a call to let him know that she wasn‘t going to the company.

She then went to freshen up in the washroom before going to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Once that was done, she finally got to enjoy her meal at the dining table.