Marrying The Supposed Gold Digger (Valerie)



When the car broke down today and Valerie was at her wit's end, Matthew suddenly appeared and sent her to Vomez. She felt a sense of security, and she had to admit that she had never felt such a sense of security from anyone other than her elder brother.

She thought, 'And Matthew is right. Even if I don't think for my own sake, I have to think for other people's sake, especially for the baby in my womb. I can't let anything happen to the baby because of me!

Speaking of the baby, Valerie suddenly felt hungry.

She and Matthew had not had dinner because they had to rush to Vomez. The journey to and from Vomex had consumed a lot of energy. After sending Katherine home, Valerie's significant sense of distress was eased. She finally heaved a sigh of relief. Thinking that there was still some frozen spaghetti in the fridge, Valerie immediately went into the kitchen, intending to cook some spaghetti for supper.

Even though she hailed from the northern state where people enjoyed eating seafood, she preferred spaghetti.

She took out the frozen spaghetti from the fridge and put a pot on the stove to boil water.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

The spaghetti eagerly leaped into the boiling pot of water. Soon, it floated up. At this time, one could not immediately scoop up the spaghetti. Instead, one had to patiently add a little cold water and wait for the water to boil again. In particular, frozen spaghetti had to be cooked for a little longer.

The sauce of the spaghetti had to be prepared separately. Valerie had made plenty of bolognese sauce yesterday. She scooped a small spoonful of bolognese sauce and added some chopped spinach along with seasoning and a bit of chopped celery. When she poured this mixture into the spaghetti, the aroma hit her nostrils straight away.

After cooking two plates of spaghetti, Valerie fried two sunny-side-up eggs in the pan.

She had always been generous. If there was food for her, there was also some for Matthew.

Matthew leaned against the kitchen doorway and looked at her back. She was like a magician in the kitchen, completing each step swiftly and meticulously. In no time, she was done cooking. Two plates of spaghetti were placed on the table. The two of them ate together. A mouthful of hot spaghetti instantly dispelled the chill of the evening.

Valerie was truly hungry. She ate a lot in one go and drank quite a bit of soup. It was only then that she felt a bit more at ease.

Then, she couldn't help but feel grateful that despite being pregnant, she hadn't experienced morning sickness so far. Otherwise, if she couldn't eat anything, life would be missing a lot of joy.

When she looked at Matthew again, she realized that even when he was eating spaghetti, he was taking his time. When he used a fork, he would put down his spoon. While eating, he would chew and swallow slowly, carrying himself with poise. But he did not come across as affected. Instead, it made Valerie feel that he was genuinely savoring delicious food.

Valerie thought, 'His parents, who passed away early, must have been people with extremely graceful conduct and demeanor, which is why they raised him so well. Plus, my parents-in-law, whom I've never met, were likely outstanding in appearance. That is why Mr. Grant inherited such handsome looks. He really is good-looking.

It was not that Valerie had never seen good-looking men and women before, but someone with Matthew's poise was unique. He even looked handsome just having a simple meal here. The phrase "a feast for the eyes" even crossed her mind.

At the thought of this, she could not help but be unable to suppress a smile.

Matthew noticed her subtle expression and was puzzled. "What are you smiling at?" he asked.

Valerie did not dare to say it directly. After all, after spending these days with Matthew, she had somewhat figured out Matthew's temperament. She thought, 'He's quite serious. If he knew that I dared to describe him as "a feast for the eyes", his already cold face would probably turn into an iceberg right away!'

Valerie thought for a moment. Coincidentally, she still had some matters in her mind that she was unable to decide on, so she discussed them with him. "Mr. Grant, Dylan mistreated Katherine. Katherine doesn't want things to escalate. Plus, I smashed Dylan's head with a vase, so it's almost settled. But I'm worried Dylan would hold a grudge and take revenge on Katherine..."

"You want to deal with Dylan?" Matthew asked.

Valerie nodded and said, "Yes. I know he and Isabel have been together for over a year. He used his position to secure lots of benefits for Isabel, and he has shady dealings. If we uncover evidence, he will likely lose his position... Mr. Grant, am I going too far?" Matthew said in a serious voice, "Dylan has evil intentions. If we let this matter slide now, there may very well be another victim like Katherine next time. You may be able to save Katherine, but you may not necessarily be able to save the subsequent victims." Valerie, who was initially a little hesitant, suddenly had a moment of enlightenment. She said, "Alright. I'll ask Mr. Watson for permission tomorrow. I'll try to gather evidence as soon as possible and submit it to the higher-ups." She was full of energy.

Matthew looked at her and wanted to say that she didn't really have to make things so complicated.

He thought, 'Dylan is not a good guy. I intend to deal with him anyway. It's just that he has been promoted by my uncle's side, so I show my uncle some respect and delay dealing with Dylan for a few days. Now that my uncle has retired, firing Dylan is just a matter of my word. Tomorrow morning, I'll inform the operations manager to dismiss Dylan, preventing her from having to go through unnecessary hassle. This can be considered... a thank-you gift for this plate of spaghetti!