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.'

A moment passed as it idled in a low, constant grumble, and sweat began to roll down Erica's forehead. Sounding as casual as possible, she said, "Matthew, which pedal is the accelerator and which is

than before, Matthew nevertheless answered her questions patiently. When Erica began to show confidence and asked nothing else, he leaned back in his seat and shut his eyes. Three minutes later the black Emperor was humming its way down

him he could feel the vehicle crawling along; there was no way Erica was anywhere near the speed limit. Yet every few minutes, somehow she kept needing to slam on the brakes or lurch from one lane to another,

dragged like hours as this incident repeated itself at least twenty times. By then Matthew was fully awake, though no happier for it. Taking a deep breath and

her white-knuckled hands practically strangling the steering wheel.

a driving course in her past life, before running away

unflappable person. But this time, he was truly mortified. "Are you kidding me? What are you doing,

Erica briefly took her eyes off the road to give him a

a wreck for sure. He said, "Look, at the next intersection turn right. Then pull over to the side

his phone and started dialing his

to the intersection, she began to turn

did nothing. She wanted

on! Hurry! We could get ticketed for

over. She felt wronged, but didn't dare look at her passenger. "But...I don't

this moment, Matthew lost all his patience. Leaning over, he reached in front of Erica and flicked a lever near the steering wheel, and

it distracted her. By the time Matthew was back in his own seat, it was too late to prevent

the car there came a very unpleasant sound. It began as a sort of

black Emperor was a sturdy vehicle. Whatever

panic even though she didn't make a sound,

did exactly what he was hoping

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

he guessed that they

assistant answered

been an accident; scratching and a rear-end collision. Arrange a driver to come and pick

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

her seat belt when someone tapped on

the door, got out,

Phaeton-luxurious vehicles, and this one was the still-more prized

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