Bumpkins Rich Handsome Husband Chapter 53
Bumpkins Rich Handsome Husband
âAre you sure Iâm speaking nonsensei Reality is exactly what you think it is, though. It was Matthew who saved me from the fire and had me transferred to Saint Hospital.â
Saint Hospital was one of the Kings Familyâs enterprises, so Veronicaâs presence here was the best proof.
When she listened to Veronicaâs teasing tone, Tiffany clenched her fists and sank her nails deep into her palm to the point where blood was almost pouring out. Yet, she had felt nothing She couldnât wait to go up and strangle Veronica to death now that she was on the verge of collapsing in anger.
However, after years of âtraining, Tiffany had learned to resist her anger in front of others.
That was why no matter how angry she was, she could compose herself within a few short seconds to calmly reply, âSo what? Itâs only because Old Mrs. Kings likes you, which prompted him to save you.â
She had been so exasperated that her body started to slightly shiver.
However, since Elizabethâs ward was right next to them, she couldnât lose her temper or be hysterical.
âYouâre right. Youâre beautiful, so everything you say is right.â Veronica didnât refute Tiffany since she knew that her attempt to provoke Tiffany had worked, so she merely added, âWhat are you doing coming over to me this early in the morning? Your parents sent someone to set fire to my house and failed, so are you now trying to get at me again after the attempted murder âDonât be so cocky yet.â Tiffany could no longer endure the provocation and went over to whisper, âHave you forgotten about your parents back home?â
The moment Veronicaâs adoptive parents were mentioned, Veronicaâs expression instantly changed as she sat up on the hospital bed in a flash. âY-You⦠Tiffany, donât you dare!â
âHmph, your adoptive parents are now in my hands. If you donât want them to die, you better leave Bloomstead and disappear in front of Matthew forever. Otherwise, donât blame me for not considering our sisterly love.â
Sisterly love? What a way with words! This is probably the most sarcastic thing Iâve ever heard. âSisterl y love?â Veronica didnât know how Tiffany was able to utter these two words. Her bright eyes flickered with a cold intent while she stared at Tiffany with a sharp gaze unblinkingly. âIs all this scheming part of your sisterly love!?â
âI donât want to talk nonsense with you. Iâm now giving you two choices: you can either stay and let your adoptive parents die, or you can get the hell out of Bloomstead and never come back again.â
Since Elizabethâs ward was next to them, Tiffany didnât wish to confront Veronica.
Besides, using Veronicaâs adoptive parents as a threat, Tiffany was able to do whatever she wanted without worrying about Veronica telling Elizabeth.
âAlright. Iâll leave, but please let my parents off the hook.â
âAs long as you leave, I promise to let them go.â
âDeal.â Veronica gladly agreed. âHowever, Matthew wonât let me leave now. As you can see, thereâs a bodyguard guarding at the door. Go and get rid of him first.â
With a faint smile on her red lips, Tiffany couldnât hide the complacency and arrogance on her gorgeous face. âI know you will eventually come to your senses.â After that, she added, âOnce you leave Bloomstead, my parents will give you some money and send you all away. The farther the better.
Veronica, donât blame me. You can only blame fate for putting you in this situation.â
In Bloomstead, only one of them could stay.
âOkay!â Veronica lifted her head slightly, signaling Tiffany to quickly get rid of the bodyguard standing at the door.
However, her excessive obedience made Tiffany even more suspicious.
Therefore, she examined Veronica with her gaze and stared at her for a few seconds, as if she was trying to find anything suspicious on her face, but there was nothing.
She thought that the reason she was forced to be this obedient to her was probably because she was worried about her adoptive parents.
Veronica watched while Tiffany went out the ward and living room before saying something to the bodyguard standing outside, so he left.
At that moment, Veronicaâs lips curled upward and revealed a smile as if victory was at hand.
Then, she opened the door and went out.
When she walked out of the ward, she glanced at Tiffany standing at the door and immediately went around her without saying a word.
Meanwhile, Tiffany stood there and watched as the injured Veronica limped step by step to the elevator before a strong feeling of unease arose in her heart. Her eyes are calm and indifferent as if they are a body of stagnant water. When I carefully look at her eyes, it feels like Iâm looking at a dying person.
Tiffany felt that there was something wrong, but she couldnât point out what it was.
However, no matter what schemes Veronica had, it meant nothing to her.
After looking back at Elizabethâs ward, Tiffany picked up her phone and walked toward the stairs where she called her father, Floch. âDad, Veronica has just left the hospital. You can carry out your plan.â
She hung up on the call and rubbed the phone screen with her thumb. As she looked at the window at the stairway, she could no longer conceal the coldness deep in her eyes.
Yesterday, she didnât want Veronica to die in the fire. Instead, she wanted Veronicaâs face to be so badly disfigured that Veronica would become an ugly woman.
At that moment, everyone in the world would find out who she really was.
However, not only did her face turn out fine, she didnât die!
In the meantime, the moment Veronica left the hospital, she realized that the reporters who were supposed to be at the entrance were now gone. Instead, there were a few more suspicious-looking men not far away, staring at her with strange eyes.
Suddenly, she felt a thump inside her heart as she couldnât help but gulp.
When she was about to turn around, she realized that there were also several people staring at her in the lobby of the hospital.
She was being attacked on all sides!
At that moment, she realized that she had underestimated her enemies.
She pretended to be calm while her hand inadvertently moved toward her wristwatch to press a certain button. âCody, I donât know if you can hear me now, but I want you to immediately contact the Twitter blogger I gave you. I want you to send all the recordings given to you yesterday and the videos previously given to you!â
Veronica knew that the operation this time would be risky, but her gratitude to her parents had trumped everything. My parents gave me my life, so I must avenge them to repay them for raising me. Also, I hav As for her adoptive parents, she wasnât worried about them because she had asked Xavier a long time ago for a few people with good hands to watch her parents 24 hours a day. Her parents being kidnapped was merely a plot to confuse the Larson Family.
Then, she grabbed a man walking past her. âHello, Iâm sorry. Can you lend me your phone for a second? I forgot to bring my phone and I want to make a call.â
âWell, okay. No problem.â
After the man handed his phone to her, Veronica wanted to call Matthew, but she couldnât remember his number at all.
Other than her adoptive parents, the only number she remembered was Xavierâs