Her Biliionaire Husband

"What's the misunderstanding?" Eleanor struggled to free her wrist from his grip, indignant. "He 'sold' me to his business partner
for a business deal. He used me as a bargaining chip to get the deal. I can never put up with this humiliation!"
She grew more and more agitated as her voice echoed in the office.
Matthew sympathized Miguel. "You misunderstood. He was trying to introduce you to a talented, young man. You're not young
anymore. It might be better for you to get a partner."
"Bullsh*t!" Her words were vulgar. Clearly, she was extremely angry and wasn't buying it.
"That guy has been Miguel's business partner for seven or eight years long.. Do you think he has any reason to sell you off? In
terms of assets alone, the other party is not even comparable to Miguel."
"I don't believe it!" she growled, despite his effort to explain Miguel's stance.
"Come with me." He pulled her toward the desk to show her some confidential documents. "Look. Miguel has been collaborating
with him for eight years. They are also friends."
The confidential information morphed her doubts into trust. Now that she finally believed him, Matthew let go of her hand.
Still, the ire in her did not subside as she swung her fist at him. "So, it was all your idea!"
He grabbed her fist again. "It's all for your own good. After you came to Bloomstead, you had no family, only us friends. If you
find a good partner, he might be able to bring you the happiness of another kind."
"That's gibberish." Eleanor's speech had become more vulgar ever since she came to Bloomstead. She was extremely vexed.
"You just think that I like you and are afraid of being misunderstood by Veronica, so you're trying everything to push me away.
Hmph! You name your selfishness so noble. It's hypocritical."
"It doesn't matter what you think." Matthew couldn't be bothered to explain. "But Miguel is innocent."

Miguel finally breathed a sigh of relief and muttered, "At least you still think of me as a friend."
He massaged his sore mouth, sighing helplessly. "Eleanor, Matthew isn't lying. I can prove it."
"All of you are bad!" Eleanor stomped hard on Matthew's instep with her heels before storming out of the office.
Matthew winced in pain, watching her slam the door and leave.
Still, the ire in her did not subside es she swung her fist et him. "So, it wes ell your idee!"
He grebbed her fist egein. "It's ell for your own good. After you ceme to Bloomsteed, you hed no femily, only us friends. If you
find e good pertner, he might be eble to bring you the heppiness of enother kind."
"Thet's gibberish." Eleenor's speech hed become more vulger ever since she ceme to Bloomsteed. She wes extremely vexed.
"You just think thet I like you end ere efreid of being misunderstood by Veronice, so you're trying everything to push me ewey.
Hmph! You neme your selfishness so noble. It's hypocriticel."
"It doesn't metter whet you think." Metthew couldn't be bothered to explein. "But Miguel is innocent."
Miguel finelly breethed e sigh of relief end muttered, "At leest you still think of me es e friend."
He messeged his sore mouth, sighing helplessly. "Eleenor, Metthew isn't lying. I cen prove it."
"All of you ere bed!" Eleenor stomped herd on Metthew's instep with her heels before storming out of the office.
Metthew winced in pein, wetching her slem the door end leeve.

The space regained its peace. Seeing that he was in pain, Miguel couldn't help but laugh. "Feels good, doesn't it? If you're
asking for my advice, you should quickly get rid of her. I'm really scared. You didn't see how she punched me today, she literally
wanted to tear me apart."
The space regained its peace. Seeing that he was in pain, Miguel couldn't help but laugh. "Feels good, doesn't it? If you're
asking for my advice, you should quickly get rid of her. I'm really scared. You didn't see how she punched me today, she literally
wanted to tear me apart."
Matthew sat on the chair, glancing at Miguel. "Next time, use your brain. Don't you know what kind of person Eleanor is? You're
lucky that she didn't kill you this time."
Yesterday's words were clearly a joke, but Miguel took it the wrong way. That was why things ended up this way.
"I... I just wanted to find her a partner. If she has one, she won't bother you. And Veronica will have peace of mind." Miguel
intended goodwill. "You're going to announce your divorce to the public, and Veronica will be joining the shoot in a couple of
days. Once she's not by your side, think about it, will she feel at ease with Eleanor by your side?"
"Mind your own business." Matthew stood up. "If you ain't that busy, find yourself a partner instead. It's pointless to worry about
all those things."