True Love Waits

Chapter 1131 Don't Give Ethan To Him

Erica walked toward Matthew, reaching out to take the gift box. However, he didn't hand it over to her. Instead, he walked to the bed and looked at her, who seemed to be caught in a daze, and he ordered, "Lie on the bed."

"My hair is still wet. I can't go to sleep yet," she remarked.

Hearing this, he put down the gift box and took out the hairdryer. "Just lie on the bed already. Cut the crap," he said, losing his patience.

"You just don't get it, do you? I need to dry my hair first before I go to bed." Erica was beginning to get annoyed as well. After all, how could she lie on the bed while her hair was still wet?

Holding the hairdryer in his hand, Matthew cast her a cold glance and asked in reply, "You really don't get what I'm saying, do you? I'm asking you to lie on the bed!"

"I need to dry my hair first. Why do I have to lie on the bed? Hand the hairdryer over. You just do whatever you want to do." Upon saying that, she walked closer to take the hairdryer from him. But just as she was reaching for it, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by Matthew.

Putting down the hairdryer on the bedside table, he swiftly lifted her in his arms and dropped her on the bed.

Erica tried to break loose, but to no avail. Because of that, she completely lost her temper and protested, "Matthew Huo, what's wrong with you? My hair is still wet. Do you seriously not see that? If you don't want me to sleep in the same bed with you, just say it already! Why did you..."

She suddenly stopped talking when she saw what Matthew was doing.

Holding her on the bed without saying a single word, he clumsily lifted her wet hair toward the bedside. He gently held her shoulder with one hand and held the hairdryer with the other. Then, he turned it on and began to dry her hair.

Tilting her head to one side, Erica watched in amazement as the man, who was half squatting on the side of the bed with a cold face, helped her dry her hair. 'Am I seeing things? Is this really happening? What on earth is going on? He is drying my hair!' she asked herself in utter disbelief.

"Be honest with me, you did something wrong, am I right? And this is just your way of saying sorry?"

Without giving her any response, the man simply remained silent.

"Well, it doesn't really matter if you did something wrong. I don't care. There's no need for you to..." ...stoop so low as to dry my hair,' she pondered to herself.

woman, she couldn't help thinking deep inside that drying her hair was something Matthew shouldn't be doing. After all,

didn't even look at her. At that moment, his gaze was focused on her long wet hair and he kept on running his fingers through it. "You're a bit talkative right now. Why weren't you

me to call him "honey"? I just did as he asked. What else was he expecting me to say?

it was enough to give her

losing her temper earlier. "Well, your hairdryer may be a little high-grade,

she was staying at her parents' home and she didn't want to dry her hair herself, she would ask her father to help her do it. And how Wesley wished he could give her a haircut

hand. Erica always took good care of

you're too lazy to dry

why did Dad have to tell you everything?" Erica mumbled in

again, Erica asked, "Do

Maybe right now, we would have gone all the way instead of just

the man flatly

could be so thoughtful to his wife whom he had no feelings for,

"Hmm."

'Ha! I knew it!'

finds out that you helped me

"She won't."

she won't get jealous or that she won't

"Neither."

so confident with his answer. It seems that this woman really loves him a lot. She won't even get jealous knowing that her man dried another woman's hair.

be willing to tell her about it. So, she went ahead and asked cautiously, "Was she sad when we got married? Did she cry?" 'She must have been very

his only

she said to Matthew, "Then make sure to tell her that I didn't mean to be

suddenly remembered another serious matter. Although she was feeling guilty about it, she enjoyed the special service

me dry my hair myself." She didn't want to be a bitch, which was the one thing she hated most