CHAPTER 1195 TENDER LOVE

"I... I want to talk to you."

After much thought, Hayley wanted to have a heart-to-heart conversation with Veronica.

She felt that there was too much distance between them that needed to be addressed. Or else, Veronica would never be able to accept her as her mother.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow. I'm tired. I want to sleep."

Veronica directly refused. She even found Hayley's request somewhat absurd.

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Could it be that she planned to talk all night?

"Well, then." Hayley turned away helplessly.

Because the room had good soundproofing, they couldn't hear whether Hayley had left or not.

Matthew could only gently hold the woman in his arms and leaned down to kiss her red lips, his movements becoming slower.

"How are you so busy?" He smiled, a hint of a curve forming at the corner of his lips.

"You should consider yourself lucky. If our babies were here, you would have to sleep in the guest room every day.

"No, I wouldn't."

He lightly bit her lip. "I'll let the two little ones sleep in the guest room."

"How could you? That's too much."

"You are my wife. Even though we have children now, you are still mine."

"Haha... Matt, are you jealous?"

Veronica was so amused by Matthew that she chortled.

This night they spent tenderly loving each other was exceptionally beautiful.

Afterward, as Matthew bathed Veronica, the clear water that touched her hand drew a slight cry of pain from her.

Matthew, sensing that something was wrong, held her hand and discovered the marks on her palm.

He frowned. "Does it hurt?"

Without asking further, Matthew already knew what had happened.

As clever as he was, he easily guessed that Veronica had injured herself to stay awake during the bonfire feast outside the palace.

"It doesn't hurt. It is just a minor injury. It's nothing."

Half-asleep, Veronica lay in the bathtub with her eyes closed. She was too tired to move.

"Next time, you must tell me if something happens. Don't shoulder everything on your own." He pinched her cheek as a punishment, warning her.

"Okay, I will... I will..."

The half-asleep woman was so tired she couldn't continue speaking.

Seeing her acting as lazy as a cute kitten, Matthew leaned forward to caress her cheek and kiss her forehead gently.

After helping her bathe and drying her body, he carried her back to bed to sleep.

As dawn approached, Matthew returned to his own room.

His room on the third floor was conveniently located on the same level as Veronica's room. It only leaped from the window outside to return to his own room.

Bloomstead.

Shirley had a fitful night's sleep due to nightmares, so she didn't have a restful sleep. She went to work with dark circles under her eyes in the morning.

The morning meeting proceeded as usual. As Jayden and Shawn dared not trouble Shirley anymore,

they treated her with utmost respect.

She noticed this, but she didn't say anything about it.

To her surprise, her phone rang as soon as she returned to her office.

She took out her phone and saw that it was a call from Garrick.

"Hello, President Brennan?"

"Do you have time? Let's go out for a cup of tea. There's something I want to talk to you about," Garrick asked Shirley.

After what happened at Brennan Manor, Shirley was greatly disappointed in Garrick and had become wary of him.

So even though her attitude was respectful, if one paid close attention, they could sense her rejection and resistance.

"You can tell me what you have to say on the phone, President Brennan."

She answered him with a smile.

"Here is the thing…" Garrick hesitated for a moment before he sighed. "I used you on my sister's birthday. I should have told you yesterday, but I couldn't find the right opportunity due to certain circumstances. Also, some things came up last night. That's why I'm only calling you now."