True Love Waits

Chapter 1171 The Punishment

"What are you talking about?" Erica asked. As her eyes quickly glanced at Matthew, who was busy cooking for her, she was charmed at how handsome and thoughtful he looked while cooking.

"Do you really not understand what I am trying to say?" Blair's annoyance was getting obvious at this point. Even as a mother, Blair was beginning to have doubts as to whether her daughter really belonged in the twenty-first century or not.

"Understand what? Mom, why are you being so weird? What are you trying to say?"

Putting down the kitchen knife in his hand, Matthew looked at Erica and said calmly, "Mom wants to know if we've had slept together yet."

"Oh! But I told her that we sleep..." Erica paused, finally realizing what her mom was trying to say and quickly explained, "No, we haven't. I mean we share the same bed every night. That's all. We didn't do anything else."

It was just as Blair had guessed. "Why have you not slept together yet?" she asked.

'Huh? Why?' Erica, ridden with guilt, looked at Matthew and said, "Here is the thing. Matthew is a gentleman and he said that he would respect my boundaries!"

Matthew put the bowl of freshly washed vegetables aside and drew closer to Erica without being noticed. Then he said, "Don't make me sound like such a good guy. I'm not as good as you think." Erica was dumbstruck. "But that's exactly what you said!"

"Yes, I said it, but in that situation, I had no choice!" Matthew turned around and grabbed the bowl full of vegetables.

Blair had heard Matthew's words clearly and she closed her eyes, trying to suppress her anger. "Erica Li!"

Sensing her mother's displeasure, Erica's eyes widened. She glared at Matthew and said, "Mom, I heard you. You don't need to yell!"

"Are you trying to piss me off? Why haven't you consummated your marriage yet? Were you pretending to be shy the whole time? Matthew is your husband. I don't understand why you're behaving like this! Listen, I want you to get pregnant in two months!"

Blair spoke in a tone similar to Wesley's. Perhaps in the years they had spent together, some of their traits had rubbed off on each other.

months?" Erica couldn't

"Yes!" Blair said firmly.

she rushing her to have Matthew's baby? "That's not a problem. College students are allowed to have a baby. Believe me, your studies will not be delayed because of your pregnancy!" Besides, everyone knew that

that Ethan was not Erica's child. If Ethan was

going to have dinner now!" Erica hung up the phone before Blair could say anything

Matthew and stood across him. "Why do you think Mom is pushing us to have

the chopped vegetables into a

even 22! I'm just a child myself. How can I have a " Erica swallowed

do I do now?' She quickly lied to cover her slip-up. "I mean

I think to use Ethan as

her indifferently. "So you would rather have a baby with your ex

him, but the first part of his remark was wrong because Erica and Tam were never lovers. However, in order not to expose her lie, she turned around and walked to the living room, pretending not to care. "Let's drop the topic. I'm not interested in it. If you want a baby, go give birth to a baby yourself.

fixate on the

silence permeated the air between the two at dinner. Matthew had prepared four sauteed dishes and one soup. After

Matthew were so delicious that

and said, "Get up and clean the

the three maids had left with the baby when Ethan was taken back to A

help out at home. Was he waiting

not used to having outsiders around me all the

the housework for you..." Erica sounded like she had been wronged somehow. In truth, she never thought she would ever have to do housework. Glancing at her, Matthew asked, "Are you saying that I was wrong to ask you

"Yes!"

I should

Matthew not keep a single maid here in the villa? Suddenly, something occurred to Erica. She stared at the man with a look of surprise in her eyes and said, "Are you worried about having to pay their salaries?" Matthew was rendered speechless. 'Does she really think so badly

shut her lips and watch him clean up