Chapter 8 That Jerk Wants to Cut Off Her Womb

“Yeah, I-I do.” Sensing the man’s chilly vibes—which were like that of a demon coming from hell—made Veronica feel so close to death for the very first time. Out of the instinct to survive, she nodded vigorously. “I want to, of course. But how can I prove it?” “Great.” The chilly expression on Matthew’s stony face eased, and his medium-sized lips curved into a barely perceptible smile. Then, he leaned close to Veronica’s ear. His breath gave a tingling sensation when it blew on the strands of hair on her neck, but on top of that, it sent a chill down her spine.