True Love Waits

Chapter 1172 Laughing Wildly

And so it began; Erica began to fold stars every moment of the day she got.

Except for when she was in class, she would always carry those plastic straws with her and fold stars whenever she got the chance.

After folding about 200 stars, her fingers began to turn red due to the effort. By the time Matthew noticed her red fingers, Erica had already made 519 pieces.

He took her hands into his own and looked at her fingers carefully. Without hesitation, he took away all the remaining plastic tubes from her. "That's enough. You don't need to fold the rest," he said.

"But I've already made more than 500 of them. I am at 519 now. If I don't complete the set, my efforts will be wasted."

Hearing that, Matthew took two plastic tubes and handed them to her. "Alright. Then you can fold only two more. But that's it!"

"Why two?"

"Then they'll be 521."

'521? The number means "I love you." Is he finally going to confess his love to his goddess?' she thought.

Anyway, whatever was going on had nothing to do with her. He was just going to give them to his goddess, and most likely, that mysterious woman was Phoebe. All Erica needed to do was finish her task.

To be more considerate, before handing over the stars to him, Erica even went out and bought a glass jar. She put all the folded stars into it, and they looked really beautiful.

Satisfied, she ran to the study to find Matthew with the glass jar in her hands.

She could see very clearly that Matthew was very satisfied with the finished work. There was even a trace of smile in his eyes.

"Leave it here. You can go get some rest now."

'He didn't even thank me! He just said go away?' Erica pouted her lips.

After the door of the study was finally closed behind her, Matthew looked at the glass jar Erica had brought with tenderness in his eyes. He opened the safe and carefully put it in.

But instead of locking the safe after it, he took out a photo from it. It was a photo of a girl with her hair tied in a ponytail; her face was a bit baby fat and she appeared to be a teenager. In this particular photo, she could be seen standing in the sun with her hands on her hips and laughing wildly at the sky.

bright and lovely smile went

the door of the study, was suddenly opened once again. A little head stuck out from the crack. "Hey, I have something else to ask you," Erica called out with a mischievous smile. Matthew calmly covered the photo

you make some macarons for me? I mean I did fold so many stars for you!" She raised her

were full of incomprehensible emotions in response, and he merely snorted, "You're gonna bargain with

so confident of herself. Matthew wondered what had made her think he

there's no room for

"No!"

man pitifully. "Forget it. I'll just go to the manor and ask your dad's chef to cook them for me." She looked so pitiful and aggrieved while saying

Debbie had gone on a trip again; Evelyn and Sheffield were living in a nearby villa;

sighed, "Well. Looks like I'll have to go out and buy some macarons myself from some random dessert shop!" Why was it so hard

down her hands, turned around and slowly walked towards the door with slumped shoulders. She looked pitiful

the man said

the moment, fearing that her facial expressions would betray her. She tried her best to control her emotions and make her voice sound normal.

randomly eat anything from outside." His voice was a

don't cook for me and you also don't allow me to eat anything outside. Do you think everyone can survive without snacks like you? Maybe some people can, but not me!" When Erica turned around, her expressions had

"I'll come back early tomorrow night." He couldn't do

it in anymore and

her reaction.

mean I'm really happy. I'm laughing because you're kind and nice to your wife!" Erica kept on laughing wildly in her heart, unable to close her

didn't want to argue with her. "Just go and get some rest. It's too late now. Don't watch a

bit amused

his room from the study, Erica had already

out slap-bang in the middle of the bed, and there was a one-meter-tall Wuba doll clutched into her arms. Matthew didn't want to wake up the sleeping girl, but if he didn't move her, he would have to

her up and moved her to one

in her sleep, "Don't touch me. I want to sleep with Matthew in

to hug?" His voice sounded

yawned and whispered a

and let her head rest on his arm. He then

tightly as if he were the Wuba doll. Then she continued to sleep

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