True Love Waits

Chapter 1149 Matthew's Term

A minute later, Erica sat down at the table again and started to eat the noodles with chopsticks.

"This sausage tastes really good, but why is it white?" she asked.

Matthew put the pot he had used to cook the noodles under the tap and explained, "It's called a weisswurst, made from minced pork and veal, flavored with parsley, lemon and other natural ingredients." A weisswurst was a traditional Bavarian sausage which literally translated to white sausage because of its white-colored skin.

"Did you use the oven to roast it again?"

"Yes, I did," he said, putting away the dishes he had just washed.

Erica ate with satisfaction, gulping down her food without pausing to breathe. "I didn't expect you to be such a good cook!"

Her words of praise made him smile, but as she continued to eat another mouthful, she said something that made him want to give her a good beating!

"You know what they say, the way to a woman's heart is through her stomach. Did Paige fall in love with your cooking before she fell in love with you?" "Wow! This tastes amazing!' She was completely enamored by his cooking, even though totally oblivious of his mood.

He watched her put a shrimp into her mouth and chew it happily.

Matthew walked over to the table and sat across her. "If I want a woman, all I need to do is call her. I don't have to cook for anyone."

"Wow! You've got a lot of confidence! But, I guess you're right. You're handsome and rich. You're in good shape and great at cooking. You're the whole package! I'm starting to feel a little reluctant to let you go back to another woman." Although, Matthew had a bad temper, he was everything a woman could ask for in a man!

Matthew said calmly, "That's not something you can control."

"You are right about that too!"

Erica took another mouthful and suddenly something important popped into her mind. She asked the man sitting opposite to her, "Don't you want some?" "Thanks, but no."

to his

added one more dish to her

chopsticks, he refused decisively. "I know what

didn't you say that ham tasted good when cooked with

eyebrows and said, "You've got a lot of questions,

him nonchalantly. "Really? I've always been like this with my dad and he never said that

"The tomatoes weren't fresh, so I

smile on her face, she threw his words back at him. "You've got a lot of questions too, don't you? Why do you care whether I like

wondered. As soon as Matthew took the plate of

to throw it away,

of the fee for human labor, and he wanted to throw it away just like that?

fruit fork and put a piece of cantaloupe wrapped

and her cheeks bulged out. She chewed the food in her mouth and repeatedly praised his cooking. "It's delicious. More

a disdainful look. "Don't

said and then paused into a

had never washed dishes

and the dining room to find the place squeaky-clean. She didn't realize that there were no servants

who on earth was keeping this

cleaned up the rest of the seafood noodles in her bowl, slurping the soup like some kind of vacuum cleaner. The only thing she left behind was three or four pieces

Why don't you finish it?" 'Would he mind? Maybe not,' she thought. They had

eyes, suppressing his anger and

wouldn't let it go. She brought the ham to the living room while he was scrolling through his cell phone. When he noticed the girl approaching him with a bowl, he felt a pang of apprehension. "What do you think you're

to his lips. "Matthew, this is the result of your hard work. It would be a

"I don't care!"

will be unhappy if he knows that you are wasting food like this! If

as though he had married a complete weirdo. "First of all, you're the one who didn't finish the food. You are the one who's wasting food. Secondly, if I have