Bumpkin's Rich Handsome Husband

Veronica looked at the bruises on the masked man‘s right arm. Then, seeing him rolling up his left sleeve

to reveal the bruises on his left arm, she decided to believe his story. “Alright. I thought you had

ungratefully run away.” She finally cast aside the displeasure that had been building up inside her over

the past few days. Then, she said to the man, “Let‘s go and fish for some crayfish. We‘re gonna have

spicy crayfish this evening.”

From what the villagers had told her about the masked man‘s family, Veronica learned that he was less

than 30 years old. Since he was still young, he was supposed to be inclined to have fun, so she thought

of doing some crayfish fishing with him and having spicy crayfish for dinner.

With Veronica‘s injured arm, she couldn‘t do heavy work. On the other hand, Melissa was a wealthy

heiress who only came to Almeida for the sake of formality, so there was no way she could do any work.

With plenty of free time on their hands and nothing else to do, the two passed the time fishing for crayfish

by the pond. After all, life was dull without the internet or TV.

“No, I‘ll pass,” the masked man refused right away.

However, Veronica was somewhat moved when she saw that he had tumbled down the mountain slope

in order to save her that day. She said peremptorily, “Aw, come on let‘s go! I‘m not good at crayfish

fishing, so I only managed to catch less than half a bucketful of them after a whole afternoon. Many

hands make light work, no?”

Crayfish was a popular hot–selling food item in the city. In the mountains, however, the simple villagers

mainly raised crops and worked in fields, so they weren‘t interested in crayfish at all. Because of that,

there was an overabundance of crayfish in the pond near the doorway and in the village fields, making it

very easy for them to fish for crayfish.

Seeing that Melissa and Veronica were having a great time, the masked man fished for crayfish by the

pond without saying a word.

After Veronica lost consciousness that evening, he sat down beside her with the dagger in his hand

already aimed at her neck. However, recalling how the lady had gotten poisoned in order to save him, he

put his dagger away and went down the mountain in the end. One‘s life or death was predestined, so she

could only rely on her luck. Alas, she survived!

In the evening, the masked man left before Matthew came. Veronica repeatedly pleaded with him to stay,

but to no avail.

After Matthew came back with Quincy and the few others, they began prepping the crayfish and peeling

garlic to make crayfish with garlic. Cooked using the earthen stove in the rural village, the crayfish tasted

extraordinarily toothsome and delicious.

After dinner, Veronica, who felt completely stuffed, took a stroll in the village, while Matthew and Melissa

followed her closely.

A few more days later, a construction team of about 30 people and a team in charge of installing the

signal tower arrived from the outside.

The construction team was sent here by the Bloomstead Public Welfare Foundation to select a site for

the construction of a school that the foundation had raised money to build. On the other hand, the team

in charge of installing the signal tower was planning to connect the villages to the internet. Consequently,

everyone got rushed off their feet, buying fixed–line telephones, televisions, and cell phones for the

villagers.

Unfortunately, the weather wasn‘t cooperating. Just as the construction team was about to start

construction for the school, a heavy downpour swept in. The downpour happened swiftly all of a sudden.

As they couldn‘t get in touch with the outside world, those in the mountains were totally unaware of the

situation outside.

The downpour hadn‘t stopped since the afternoon. Although Dawnpol Village stood on slightly higher

terrain, it was located at the foot of the mountain, which was more or less worrying

Standing at the village‘s entrance, Veronica and Matthew watched as the river swelled near the village‘s

entrance. At the sight of the gurgling, muddy, and yellowish river water, Veronica said with a sigh, “When

is the rain gonna stop? The kids are attending classes at school. The school‘s roof is leaking at the

moment, I‘m afraid.” Located in remote mountains, the school was decrepit. It was the farmers in the

villages who helped maintain the school building. The school was a simple tile–roofed building, and its

roof leaked everywhere whenever it rained, making the kids unable to study with peace of mind. .

“Things will get better when the new school building is completed,” Matthew replied.

Veronica suggested, “Let‘s go to the school to take a look. We‘ve donated lots of books to the school

these days, so let‘s not let the rain wet the books.”

“Okay.” Murmuring a reply, Matthew turned around to head for the school with Veronica.

“Give me a minute. I‘m going back to get something,” Veronica said to him before going to the village

chief‘s home, where she currently stayed.

After waiting for a while, Matthew saw Veronica coming back with her backpack. The more time he spent

with her, the more he felt that this woman, who seemed ordinary at first, had too many remarkable traits

about her that were drawing him to her. “This is for you.” He walked over to her side and handed her

something.

Veronica couldn‘t see what was in Matthew‘s hand since she was merely holding it. She asked, “Don‘t

tell me it‘s raspberries again?”