Marrying The Supposed Gold Digger (Valerie)

“You think so too? I’m still pissed off at the thought. Hope the old lady made it home safely.” Valerie grumbled under her breath while Matthew had already cleaned her wounds and carefully wrapped them with gauze. He did handle it better than Valerie had on her own. He had bandaged her wound neatly with regularity, as was his nature.

Besides these topical medicines, Katherine also bought her internal anti–inflammatory medicines. Because Valerie was pregnant, she didn’t dare to take just any medicine. She packed them up and finally looked toward Matthew. “Mr. Grant, thank you for treating my wounds.”

He said, “Be careful for the next two days, and don’t let your wound get wet again.”

“Okay.”

Matthew continued, “You should still need to change the dressing tomorrow and the day after. I should be home by eight o’clock at night. I’ll help you with that.”

“Okay.”

Matthew then stood up and headed in the direction of the kitchen. He had started treating Valerie’s wound when he got home and hadn’t had time to take a sip of water.

Valerie also stood up and walked toward her room. Looking back at Matthew’s back, she suddenly couldn’t help but part her lips to call out to him, “Mr. Grant…”

“Yes?”

“I think you’re cute and not intimidating at all. So, don’t care too much about what other people think.” With that, she closed the door to her room contentedly, hoping that Matthew had gotten a

tiny bit of comfort from her words.

She thought, “Though Matthew was indeed a bit cold, he worked hard to buy the apartment we lived in after marriage. Even though he has no feelings for me, he is willing to take responsibility for me after we get married. He didn’t restrain me and gave me money for our daily expenses after our marriage, and when he found out I was hurt, he helped me apply medicine and cared for me. I don’t know why people are scared of him, and even Katherine said he was intimidating, but I really do think he’s a very nice person, unlike his cold exterior!

Valerie was completely unaware that after she closed the door, Matthew in the living room twitched his lips hard, nearly crushing the paper cup in his hand.

‘Cute? Does she even realize what she said?‘ Matthew never thought that one day someone would use this word to describe him.

His cell phone rang, and it was Charles calling for a work report. “Mr. Grant, the meeting summary has been emailed to you. Please check it when you are free.”

“Okay.”

Charles was about to say good night to Matthew and hung up the phone, but he vaguely sensed that Matthew seemed to have something to say, so he probed, “Mr. Grant, is there anything else you want to tell me? Does Mrs. Grant sense anything is wrong?”

“No.” Matthew couldn’t help but look toward Valerie’s room and hesitated for a moment before asking Charles, “If a woman says a man is cute, what do you think is the reason?”

There was silence on the other side of the phone, followed by a burst of laughter. “No way! What’s wrong with Mrs. Grant? How could she think you were cute? That’s just hilarious. Did she make up a lie on purpose for fear of your sadness?”

Matthew was speechless. “I didn’t say it was me… Forget it. From tomorrow onwards, you are not allowed to appear near Slotmond Estate. Arrange someone else to come if there is anything here. Don’t let Valerie see you again, or else you will be responsible for the consequences.”

With that, he simply hung up the phone. He had simply had enough of Charles, his subordinate who was mocking him. At the same time, the squeaking hamster at the entrance was also mocking him. Its squeaking sound was like the laughter Charles made when he mocked him.

Matthew walked over and saw the hamster lying on the wire cage, eagerly looking toward him. This scene made him unhappy, and he couldn’t help but extend a finger and poke at the hamster’s belly.

Splat!

The hamster fell into a pile of wood shavings and struggled for a while without getting up. Seeing the scene, Matthew was in a good mood and went back to his room, while in his heart, he said, ‘Valerie is really a smooth and slick woman, but she shouldn’t dare to mock me openly. She should just be too stupid not to know that the word cute is not used to describe men. I’ll just forgive her this time.

The next morning, when Valerie returned from buying breakfast outside, she saw two workers wearing delivery uniforms coming out of her apartment. The treadmill that Matthew bought for her had arrived. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Matthew turned on the treadmill and Valerie tried to walk on it to feel it. It was steady and did not cause much noise to bother people downstairs.

2:43 PM

Its track was wide and solid, better than the treadmill Valerie had tried in the gym before. “This treadmill is pretty good. You’re quite the shopper.”

Actually, this treadmill was not bought by Matthew. He did not have time to deal with this kind of chore so he left it to Charles. But he couldn’t let Valerie know about it.

With a calm face, he began to lie. “I read a lot of reviews and picked it out specifically.”