Bumpkin's Rich Handsome Husband

training in Castron and that she would arrange for someone to take care of the company’s affairs in her

place. As the partners made no objections, she left after spending close to two hours in the company.

When Veronica came back to Twilight Condominium, she found Matthew in the living room. Sitting on

the couch while working on his laptop, he looked as though he was waiting for her return.

“Why aren’t you sleeping yet?” Veronica asked while she changed into her indoor shoes. Then, she

walked over to Matthew and wrapped her arms around his neck before she kissed him on the cheek.

Closing his laptop and setting it aside on the table, the man then looped his left arm around Veronica’s

waist. “I was waiting for you.”

“Matt, you’re such a wonderful man.” With a smile filled with desire, she rested her chin on the man’s

shoulder with her head slightly tilted enough for the man’s face to come into her peripheral vision.

Then, she lamented, “When I saw how gentle and tender Yvonne was when she had her baby in her

arms, I was envious of her.”

“Is that not a simple matter? Your husband can grant you your wish whenever you desire,” Matthew

said with a mischievous smile.

Veronica pondered with a frown before she said, “That little baby was really cute. However, I don’t wish

to have a child yet. Since I’m still a child, I don’t want to be raising another child.”

“It’s no concern. I can work a little harder in raising two ‘children.'”

“Wouldn’t that be too hard on you?”

Although she had posed such a question, she was still touched and felt her heart melt into a puddle

listening to Matthew. Though he was several years older than her, he had always taken great care of

her. She enjoyed such a life where she was pampered daily by him.

“Taking care of my wife and child is not only my obligation but also my duty, so it won’t be hard on me.

On the contrary, it would be… my honor.” Matthew pinched her cheeks. “Grandma has always wanted

a grandchild. Don’t you want to fulfill her wishes?”

“You’re saying it as though I can make a baby on my own.”

“Does it? Listening to you, do you think that I am not up to the task?”

Noticing the hints of craftiness flashing in the man’s deep black eyes, Veronica immediately waved the

white flag in her heart. “No, no, no. I truly did not mean that…”

“No need to explain. I understand.” The next second, Matthew lifted her up like she was a child and

made a beeline for the bedroom.

Meanwhile, at the hospital.

Holding her baby in her arms, Yvonne entered the hospital after getting out of the car. On the way to

meet the person, the baby was in deep sleep while she felt a sharp ache in her heart with every step

she took. I’m sorry, my child. I’m the one at fault here, she thought as she held back her grief. Escorted

by two bodyguards for her protection, she made her way to the inpatient department with the baby in

tow. And so, she went upstairs and headed straight for Conrad’s ward.

Leaning on the bed, Conrad was watching the news when Yvonne entered his ward. Upon the sight of

her appearance with the child in her arms, he smiled, a glimpse of light zipping across his eyes.

“Today’s Yves is truly obedient.” Then, he lifted the bedding and got up. Although he still felt pain in his

injuries whenever he moved, it was still within the range of his tolerance. After he walked up to her, he

fixed his gaze on the child in her arms while paying extra attention to the birthmark behind the child’s

ear. Looks like the irregular birthmark of the size of a small thumb is indeed present, he thought to

himself.

Disliking how close Conrad was, Yvonne took a step back and said, “I’ve already brought the child

here, so you can delete the videos now, right?”

With a frown, Conrad replied, “Although you did bring the child here, a DNA test needs to be done.”

Then, the man went to the table and took a cotton swab before returning to the mother-son pair. After

he dabbed the drool coming out from the corner of the baby’s mouth with the cotton swab and pulled a

few strands of his hair, he handed them to his bodyguard standing outside the door and instructed him

to send them to a designated place to expedite the process.

“Have a seat,” Conrad said as he pointed at the couch. “If you had handed over the child earlier, then I

wouldn’t have had to resort to such dire measures.” He then poured a glass of warm water for her and

placed it on the table.

As Yvonne did not trust Conrad, she was afraid to accept a drink from him. “I don’t want to talk to you

that much.” And so, she ignored the man as she only fiddled with her phone with the child in her arms.

In truth, she wasn’t in the mood to be fiddling with her phone right now. None of the videos she played

on the phone were even on her mind, as she could only think of the baby in her arms. Must I really

hand my child over? She was still hesitating.

Half an hour later, the result of the expedited test was out. After comparing the DNA of the two

samples, it was confirmed that the child was indeed Conrad’s. Thus, he put down his phone and

walked up to Yvonne. “Now then, give me the child. Let me see just what a child of my genes looks

like.”

“Delete the videos first!” Yvonne raised her voice as she hugged the child tightly, unwilling to hand the

child over.

“Alright, alright. I’ll delete them.” With his phone in hand, Conrad sat beside Yvonne as he deleted each

and every one of the videos from his phone. “There, all deleted.”

After Conrad deleted the videos, Yvonne went through the recycle bin on the phone and the file

application on the phone. When she had confirmed that there were no longer traces of the videos, she

heaved a sigh of relief. However, she immediately felt a sense of regret the moment she cast her eyes

downward at the child in her arms. “Jerry, Eric!”

Upon Yvonne’s words, the two bodyguards outside instantly entered the ward. As Conrad’s attention

shifted to the two bodyguards, she immediately stood up and made her way out of the ward with her

baby. Since Jerry and Eric were the strongest among the mercenaries stationed in the villa, they would,

at the very least, be able to handle ten men on their own, so she held hope that she would be able to

make a getaway here.

“Block his path while I leave with the child,” Yvonne instructed the two men and was about to leave the

ward, but was stopped by Jerry and Eric. “Hey, what are you doing? Move aside! I told you to block that

man!” she yelled while trying to drag them away from her path. However, the two of them remained still

as they continued to block the ward exit.

“Hahahaha…” Behind Yvonne, Conrad let out a laugh. Leaning on the couch, he took out a cigarette

and placed it in his mouth. After lighting the cigarette and taking a drag, he asked, “Just where does the

little princess think she’s going? Hmm?”