True Love Waits

Chapter 1146

Chapter 1146 Trouble on the Road

As Matthew kept going on her, Erica wasn't sure if his feelings toward her had changed, or if he was just drunk. Either way, his advances weren't welcome. Between his kisses, she tried to remember and to name all the women who were close to him. "Matthew, stop! Don't forget about the girl you really love! It's Paige, right?" The man didn't seem to hear her.

Erica remembered another name. "Phoebe Su?"

That did the trick.

Matthew slowly drew back, and his scent went with him. The desire in his eyes faded away, and his look turned cold. Clearing his throat, he hastily said, "Phoebe is Nathan's love. Don't talk nonsense about me and her!"

"Oh, I see. I guess I was mistaken," Erica replied. In her own thoughts, however, she thought she had little reason to believe his words.

After he let go of her, Erica quickly got off the sofa and put a few paces between Matthew and herself. "Can you walk?"

"Of course I can. Let's go." With that, Matthew practically sprang to his feet, and they headed for the door.

As they neared the black Emperor, Matthew hovered by the door to the passenger seat with his hands in his pockets. Signaling to her with his eyes, he said, "Why don't you open the door?" "Okay!" Erica obediently opened the door for him, then closed it after him.

Just then she paused, glanced at the car keys in her hand, and suddenly realized something serious. "Are we going to drive home?" she asked awkwardly.

"Of course!" Matthew didn't look up. He was still fumbling with his seat belt.

"Then shouldn't we switch seats? You drive the car and I'll take the passenger seat."

Matthew rubbed his eyes as if nursing a headache. "I can't drive after that wine I drank," he answered. "It's dangerous and against the law. Don't you know that?"

Looking somewhat baffled, Erica began, "Of course I know! But....."

"But nothing! Stop wasting time and get in the car!"

"Fine, then!" Erica's heart thundered as she took the driver's seat. 'This is your order,' she thought gloomily. 'I hope you won't regret it.'

idled in a low, constant grumble, and sweat began to roll down Erica's forehead. Sounding as casual as possible,

leaned back in his seat and shut his eyes. Three minutes later the black Emperor was humming its way down the road, and for

there was no way Erica was anywhere near the speed limit. Yet every few minutes, somehow she kept needing to slam on the brakes

was fully awake, though no happier for it. Taking a deep breath and trying not to sound angry, he commented, "I wonder

hands practically strangling the steering wheel. "I

course in her past life, before running

was truly mortified. "Are you kidding me? What

took her eyes off the road to give him a scathing look. "Because you ordered me

horn, and Matthew reined in his frustration. If he didn't take control of the situation, they would get in a wreck for sure. He said, "Look, at the next intersection turn right. Then pull over to the side

out his phone and

at his instructions; she was too embarrassed to admit that she hadn't completely understood him. As they drew near to the intersection,

nodded, but did nothing. She wanted to

on! Hurry! We could get ticketed for turning without

was trying to find a place to pull over. She felt wronged, but didn't dare

over, he reached in front of Erica and flicked a lever near the steering wheel, and the turn

the wrong move, as it distracted her. By the time Matthew was

very unpleasant sound. It began as a sort of metallic bang which morphed into a screech

sturdy vehicle. Whatever had hit them wasn't

make a sound, Matthew commanded, "Stay calm! Just whatever you do,

could finish the sentence, Erica did exactly what he

they were thrown forward against their seat belts. Then there was a bang, and

wits came back to him, he guessed that they had been scraped by one car, then

his assistant answered the

Matthew rubbed the spot between his brows and said in a helpless tone, "I'm on Sunny Road. There's been an accident; scratching and a rear-end collision. Arrange a driver to come and pick me up. Also, send someone else

eyes until he'd hung up the phone. Beside him, Erica seemed frozen in fear and dismay. As she gazed out the windshield, she

her seat belt when someone tapped on the window. From farther back,

of yelling back, Erica opened the door, got out,

was a Volkswagen Phaeton-luxurious vehicles, and this one was the

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