Bumpkin’s Rich Handsome Husband novel Chapter 1259

"He said that your husband's dead. I won't allow it."

Matthew looked stubborn. "I've endured it for so long. I can't take it anymore."

"What? Roni, is he really Matthew? He didn't die? So, you and him have been together behind my back?"

Mateo pointed at the two accusingly, his face filled with grievances and anger.

"Mateo, I'm sorry I didn't tell you the truth."

She sighed and pursed her red lips lightly. "The news of his death was fake. Your grandfather should know, but he didn't tell you. You can ask him."

If it weren't for Mateo accidentally saying the wrong thing last night, revealing some information, Veronica would have really thought that Matthew had acted so well that he successfully deceived Crayson.

But she didn't expect Crayson to be so cunning.

Even though he saw through Matthew's identity, he didn't say anything.

Veronica speculated in her heart that Crayson had probably told Hayley but hadn't told Destiny.

Otherwise, with Destiny's fiery temper, she would have already stood up and accused Matthew.

"My grandfather also knows?"

Mateo looked defeated and disappointed, "You... You guys are too much! Hmph!"

He was furious and turned around angrily, returning to Mountainside Gardens.

Watching his back, Veronica felt a headache. "Is it really a good idea to expose our identities now?"

"It is."

Matthew put his arm on Veronica's shoulder and watched Mateo leave, saying in a deep voice, "You asked me to come down the mountain to talk about Zac. How can I prove Xavier's innocence if I don't come forward?"

Matthew smiled slightly and raised his hand to rub her head. "We should go back now. Finally, I can take off the ugly disguise on our faces. If I don't remove it soon, my Roni might run away with some young hunk."

"Haha!"

Veronica laughed at his self-deprecating joke and retorted, "Where did you get that idea? Nonsense."

"Let's go."

The man smiled and held her hand, heading toward Mountainside Gardens step by step.

The mountain was low; each step of the stairs was low, making walking comfortable and not tiring.

In the morning light—with a gentle breeze and the radiant glow shining on the earth, casting a layer of orange hue on the scene—everything was as beautiful as a painting. The hidden clan felt like nirvana.

After revealing their identities, Matthew felt relaxed and took a deep breath. "The hidden clan is really suitable for retirement."