True Love Waits

Chapter 1147 I Wasn't Blaming You

The moment Matthew appeared, his menacing aura made the man's arrogance deflate. With a better attitude, the man asked, "Who are you? Why do you care? She can't even drive. Why are you continuing to

argue-"

The man immediately shut his mouth and looked away when he met Matthew's cold stare.

Matthew walked over to Erica and held her in his arms. Then he shot an icy glare at the middle-aged man and said flatly, "This is my wife. And you are the one that bumped into her. Don't you have brakes? My wife was driving at 20mph, and you still bumped into her car. Whose fault is that? Stand there and wait for my assistant. He'll be here soon."

After saying that, Matthew ignored him. Instead, he turned to look at the younger man beside him and said, "So, based on what you told my wife, I think I should pay for your car." Matthew pulled out his checkbook and scrawled something on a check. Then he tore it out and handed it to the young man. "Three million should cover it. You can leave, if you want."

The young man looked at the check in shock. He reached for it timidly and checked the amount. One zero, two zeros, three zeros... It was indeed three million!

His car was worth 2.4 million dollars. He could make six hundred grand out of this. That would be totally awesome!

He kissed the check out of glee. "Okay! Thank you!" The boy took the check and left without hesitation.

When he saw this, the owner of the Volkswagen had misgivings about how he acted. If he'd just taken the money and left, he'd be fine. Now he wished he had been nicer. Things would have gone better for him.

Owen Jian, Matthew's personal assistant, arrived very soon, faster than the officials with the insurance company. He also brought a lawyer with him.

He trotted over to Matthew and said, "Mr. and Mrs. Huo, the car's ready. You can go home if you want. I've got this."

Matthew reminded him, "I solved the problem with the Mercedes owner. This man owns the VW. Be careful."

When he heard that, Owen Jian was confused for a second, and then he got his boss' point. "Okay, Mr. Huo. Don't worry." Clearly, the middle-aged man had offended Mr. Huo. Casting a cold glance at the middle-aged man, Matthew left, holding Erica in his arms.

They walked over to a shiny black car. It was a Bentley Flying Spur, a high-end luxury car. The driver held the doors for them as the pair climbed in. Erica was amazed at the amount of leg room. Matthew seated Erica behind the driver, and the young man himself sat behind the front passenger seat. That seat was better as Matthew was tall, and the passenger seat could move forward if necessary. The driver was the manager of the Orchid Private Club. Owen Jian called in a favor, and the manager delivered. After greeting them, the manager drove them back to the villa.

dragged her feet, wondering if she should follow

to follow him. After changing her shoes, she sat

Cleanup Department,' and

later, Matthew came downstairs. He had changed into

occur to him to ask me whether I had dinner or not?' She answered angrily,

"Neither!"

"Okay...noodles or sauteed dishes?"

I wasn't hungry!" His

remote control. "Eat first. I'll DVR it so you can watch it later." Erica snatched the remote control from his hand, and angrily turned on the

Matthew really didn't know what to do with her. Pinching his eyebrows, he asked in an exasperated

order from the restaurant because your assistant called and asked me to pick you up! You forced

you,"

going upstairs! You've made it pretty obvious, so don't try to deny it." Erica didn't have the mood to watch TV anymore. She threw the remote control onto the table, put on her

she passed by Matthew, he grabbed her

and asked,

"Where are you going?"

been a long day,"

of her

change her clothes or take a shower. She plopped down on the bed and played with

a tie, and a pair of casual shoes.

and kicked Erica's foot. She was lying on the bed with her back to

even look at

hot pot?" he

gone at the thought of what happened earlier. "Leave me

not?" Frowning, he wondered why women were so