Bumpkin’s Rich Handsome Husband novel Chapter 969

Veronica sneered. "What are you trying to say? That you harmed her by accident?" She slowly placed the teacup on the table. Picking up the teapot again, she poured herself another cup of tea and calmly continued, "Unfortunately, the law does not consider accidental harm to be absolved of guilt. Don't you think that your words are meaningless?"

A woman's appearance was significantly important. Ever since Shirley was wounded, she had lost nearly ten pounds even though she had never been chubby. Her once slender and shapely figure was now sickly thin, and her face was no longer rosy. The current changes in her appearance were comparable to a beautiful blooming flower gradually withering away due to a lack of water.

The brilliant smile that used to light up her entire face was gone. On the contrary, she seemed as lifeless as a man who had lost the will to live.

Veronica could not help feeling distressed by the sight.

Crayson took a bank card from his pocket and placed the card in front of her. "Here is 1 million as compensation for Shirley. Converted to Destorian Dollars, the amount is worth around 7.5 million. That's enough for her to live comfortably for the rest of her life." He believed that money was the best method of compensation.

She had just picked up her teacup when she heard those words. Her movement froze for a second, and she abruptly raised her head to glare at him with her dark eyes. The look in her gaze was clear and bright, but her expression was frosty.

Crack…

The teacup in her hands was crushed to pieces, causing the scalding tea to spill all over her hands; the tea was sizzling.

Nevertheless, she did not even blink from the pain and simply threw the shattered cup pieces in her hand on the table. "Master, do you think Shirley needs the 7.5 million?"

With the word 'Master', the relationship between them had been alienated to an irreparable state.

"Don't keep frowning like an old man. You're still very young, after all."

Her comforting words had always made him burst into laughter, but the old man in front of her seemed to change in appearance. All of a sudden, it felt like she was transported to more than a decade ago when she was still an ignorant child. She would playfully climb onto his back and force him to carry her around. She would even pull on his ears, sometimes to the left and sometimes to the right.

Veronica could almost 'hear' their hearty laughter from those good, old times. Everything used to be so beautiful.

Their strong affection toward each other had surpassed even the love between family members, although they did not share a blood relationship. She had fantasized about taking care of him in his old age; he would live to be a hundred years old, and she would push him around in a wheelchair even if he was immobilized. They would watch the afterglow of the setting sun, the rising of the morning ray, and the sparkling blue ocean…

Unfortunately, everything had unknowingly fallen apart at some point.