True Love Waits

Chapter 1145 Honey

"Yes, you are too simple. As you grow up, you'll learn that there are too many horrible things in the world! I have to go. I have classes to attend. Catch you later!" Rhea said. "Okay, bye!"

After the call ended, Erica slipped her phone back into her pocket and went to see Hyatt.

Erica thought Hyatt was silly and pitiful. He didn't dare to stay in A Country and had no other friends in Y City. So, she decided to show him around.

To Erica, Hyatt was like Rhea. And so, Erica treated him as her best friend. But, this male friend of hers was a bit daft, even sillier than her. In comparison, Rhea, who was smart and lively, was more likable. Erica had promised to take Hyatt for a hot pot meal that evening. As they reached the entrance of the hot pot restaurant, Erica received a phone call. She frowned as she looked at the screen as the number was unfamiliar to her. "Hello, Mrs. Huo, this is Paige Shen."

"Oh, hello. What's up?"

Paige smiled. "Mrs. Huo, Mr. Huo is drunk and can't drive. I have to go to the company to deal with an emergency. Can you come and pick him up?"

"What? But I... "Erica wanted to refuse. After all, she had promised Hyatt an evening of fun and exploration!

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Huo. But it's not appropriate to hand responsibility of Mr. Huo to someone else. We're at the Orchid Private Club now. Please come here as soon as you can. See you later, Mrs. Huo!" Paige hung up without waiting for Erica's answer.

Anxiety coursed through Erica as she stared at her phone screen.

Having heard her end of the conversation, Hyatt, who had been standing nearby, nudged his friend gently. He offered, "Go ahead with your business. I'll take a cab and return to my dormitory. We can eat hot pot another day!"

"Okay," Erica replied with a sigh of resignation. Matthew was her husband, and he needed her. She knew she shouldn't turn down Paige's request. Erica weighed her choices in her mind before she turned to Hyatt and said, "Eat something before you return."

"I'm not hungry. I have been eating since I began shopping with you this afternoon," Hyatt grinned as he reassured Erica. What he had said was true. Even as a little girl, Erica ate whatever food intrigued her, and Hyatt always ate with her. If Erica hadn't suggested eating hot pot, he probably would have skipped dinner tonight.

Then I'll see you

"Okay!"

Paige was waiting for her anxiously. Upon seeing Erica, Paige handed the car keys to her and said, "Mr. Huo is in Room 888. Here

for Erica's reply,

that Erica was convinced that Paige really had something urgent

stared at the keys

pushed the door open. A dim light from somewhere inside cast eerie shadows on the hallway floor. Erica glanced at the waiter, but he seemed unperturbed. As soon as she stepped

his suit and tie lay in a crumpled heap on the floor. With his hair a tousled mess and the way he leaned on the leather sofa-the man was so unlike the Matthew she knew. He looked like

also the possibility that he was just pretending. Erica couldn't tell. And so, she hesitatingly took a few steps closer and nudged his leather

But he didn't respond.

cheek. "Wake up. I'm here,"

still no

more steps forward, and squatted before him. As Matthew was in a seated position, he was still taller than her. She had to look up at him. Erica shook his arm. "Do you still want to go home? I'm here to pick you up-Ah!" Not expecting

her racing heart settled, Erica stared at the man whose eyes were still closed. She couldn't believe that Matthew had just pulled her

that, he

never been in such an intimate position with Matthew before. It made her nervous. Her heart beat insanely fast. When Matthew didn't move, she began to pry his hands away.

time, she landed with her face pressed against his chest. Repulsed by the odor of alcohol coming from him, Erica wrinkled her

spend the entire night in this way, she decided to try and wake him again. Just then,

to think, she stammered, "D-D-Don't call me honey. I'm not..." Who knew which woman he

changed his address to something more

both their behaviors, she stammered, "Don't, don't call me darling either." She was his nominal wife, not his beloved one. It was too much for her to be