Her Biliionaire Husband

Veronica remained composed at Sasha's antics. "Although we've ended things between us, let's not forget the fact that we have
two lovely children together. What's the matter, Miss Claude? You don't like it? if you don't like it, you might as well bear Mr.
Matthew's child."
She then raised a brow at Matthew. "Mr. Matthew, what do you think?"
"Veronica Murphy, you... you, I'm warning you! Stop pushing your luck!"
The matter of having children was like rubbing salt on Sasha's wound. It was emotional damage for her.
Veronica feigned epiphany. "Oh, I'm so sorry. Look at me, I forgot that you can't have children."
"You b*tch!" Sasha was so furious that she wanted to pounce on Veronica, but Matthew grabbed her wrist and warned, "Although
we are 'divorced,' she is indeed the mother of my children. She can offer some advice regarding my marriage."
"Matt, you... you..." Sasha was so angry that lost her words. She broke free from Matthew's grip and stormed out of the office.
Bang!
The office door slammed shut. It was so loud that it felt like the whole office shook.
The space regained its peace.
Veronica leaned against the couch and crossed her arms at Matthew with a fake smile. "I didn't expect my 'ex-husband' to be so
charming. The last time I checked, it was a young secretary who threw herself at you. And this time it's your childhood friend who
wants to sleep with you. Tsk tsk tsk... I guess you're quite the hot catch, aren't you? Why not take this opportunity to find a new
lover?"
The man stood tall and straight. He delved one hand in his pocket and pinched a cigarette with the other. He suddenly lost the
mood to smoke right now.

He disposed of it in the ashtray before taking a seat next to her. "Is my wifey jealous?"
He sat sideways on the sofa, facing her and lifting her chin. "I didn't know that you care this much for me."
Veronica slapped his hand away and rose to her feet. She slammed the lunchbox before him. "I brought you lunch. Make sure
you finish every last bit of the food. Otherwise, I'll show you what 'jealousy' really means!"
She regretted it, regretting her decision for agreeing to his suggestion of announcing their divorce so easily.
"As you wish." Matthew smiled warmly. He rolled up his sleeves to his elbows and opened the lunchbox to reveal the sumptuous
lunch inside. It was his favorite dish, and he started digging in.
Veronica quietly watched him; his elegant posture and attractive appearance. The fury that filled her dissipated just like that.
"Thank you for bringing me lunch despite the hot weather." He fed her a piece of meat. "Here.."
"No thanks." Veronica turned her face away in a spoiled manner, not bothering to look at him.
"Really?" He reattempted.
She turned her body away from him and started surfing her phone to ignore him.
The man looked at the piece of beef before shoving it into his mouth. He put down the fork and pulled her into his arms. "I'll feed
you."
He leaned down and kissed her lips, expressing his intense affection.