Chapter 317 - MY WIFE, VERONICA

Right after she left, a woman peeked outside and stared at the couple. She had the same blonde hair and a pair of blue eyes just like Bridget. 

Veronica was drinking soup. She sensed someone intensely staring at her. Her sixth sense was sharp. She turned her head in the direction of where the girl was standing. She found out that the girl was practically glaring at her.

"The girl," she mentioned. "What is her problem? I don't think I have offended her in any way." She thought of something and then looked at Arthur. "don't tell me this is one of your old flames?"

Arthur, who was completely innocent, stared at his wife with a pair of puppy eyes before taking a glance at the girl. "Oh, that girl, she is Betty; Bridget's younger sister." 

"Betty," Veronica muttered her name and then waved her hand toward the girl named Betty.

Betty, who was intensely glaring at her, was startled when she waved at her. She cursed inwardly, 'Shit! she found out. She's a customer. So, I have to go and greet her; or she might badmouth Bridget's restaurant.'

Hesitating for a while, she walked briskly in Veronica's direction. "Hello, Arthur, how are you doing?" She greeted Arthur first before turning toward Veronica. "Hello Miss, is there something I can help you with?"

Veronica shrugged. "I don't know. You tell me. You have been looking at me for a while. Are you interested in me?"

Betty frowned upon hearing her question. "I'm not, Miss. Are you trying to pick up on me just because you came with Arthur? Unbelievable!"

"…" Veronica was speechless.

Betty then glanced at Arthur and spoke her mind, "Arthur, you didn't give me a reply. By the way, do you like red-haired girls that much? Before you always brought another red-haired girl who always wore shameless clothes. Are you tired of her and got another one?"

Veronica raised an eyebrow. 'Who is she talking about?' she pondered hard.

Arthur silently gazed at her for a while before answering, "I'm doing great, thank you. But, what do you mean by - I'm interested in a red-haired girl?"

Betty smiled when she noticed Veronica's confused and curious expression. "Oh you!" She flirtishly pushed Arthur's shoulder.

"Don't act innocent. Every time you came, you always brought a woman with you. She always wore revealing clothes. She flirted with other men shamelessly. She was actually a real slut, wasn't she? I guess you got tired of her. Is this a new girl?"

Only then did Veronica understand that Betty was talking about Zinnia. Arthur did tell her that he always came here with his friends. The red-haired girl who wore revealing clothes could only be Zinnia. 

Although she was offended when Betty bad-mouthed Zinnia, she kept quiet. Zinnia was Arthur's friend. Arthur should protect his friend.

Arthur already lost his appetite. He slowly wet his mouth and then looked at Betty. "Let me introduce my wife, Veronica. We got married recently. We have already talked to Bridget and Angela. You are the one who was left."

'Savage, Arthur,' Veronica spoke in her mind. Even so, she wasn't a little bit upset. Same smiled at Betty and said, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Betty." Although she didn't show it, she was gloating inside.

"…What?" Betty was thunderstruck. Her eyes went from Veronica to Arthur, and Arthur to Veronica. Even if someone told her that Arthur lost his potency, she wouldn't be this shocked.

Her eyes were as round as an apricot. Her mouth was open enough to keep a fish in it. Her tongue moved, but she couldn't utter a single word. She wanted to speak but nothing came out.

"You… You… You… You are married???" Finally, after stuttering for a while she could speak a sentence.

Veronica answered for her husband, "Yes, I'm his wife." She was thoroughly enjoying the reaction. If it was other times, she would have felt sorry for the girl, but she couldn't anymore. Someone was eyeing the person she loved, and she had no desire to hand him over to anyone. She decided to protect her man from all the women in the world.

"Who asked you?" Betty got angry and shouted at her. She didn't care about her image or her surroundings.

Veronica didn't react. She leaned against the chair and raised her left leg over the right leg. She calmly answered, "You asked my husband. I have every right to answer for him."

Betty slowly shook her head. "No… this… can't be happening. You are lying!"

Veronica cockered her head. "Am I? Why should I? Do you mean even my husband is lying to you? What purpose do we have to lie to you? I didn't even know you until today."

Betty's eyes turned red. If glare could kill, Veronica would have died a thousand times. The phrase 'my husband' pierced her heart every time she heard it from Veronica's mouth.

For a long time, she hated Zinnia who could stay with Arthur even though she went around flirting with men right in front of him. In Betty's eyes, Arthur was a generous lover who never cared if his girlfriend cheated on him.

The resentment grew over the years. She could barely hold it in her heart. Today, when her niece Angela came to her and told her that Arthur came, she was genuinely happy. However, the moment she saw another redhead, her ecstasy vanished in the air.

She could only glare at Veronica and curse at her. But then, Veronica noticed her and called her. Betty planned to taunt her thinking she would leave Arthur knowing that Arthur never loved a woman for real. He was only interested in red hair.

Nonetheless, things didn't go according to her wish. Her haughtiness and dream were crushed by Arthur's introduction to his partner.

My Wife.

Never, ever, did she want to hear this again. She thought her ears were going to rot when Veronica kept saying – Arthur this and that… My husband… My right…

Would Betty let them be?