True Love Waits

Chapter 1182 The Descendent Of The Su Family

The matter of disinfecting Watkins' wound absorbed Erica's attention entirely. When she heard the front door open and then shut, she thought nothing of it, supposing the driver had gone out. Little did she know that she was wrong; in fact, it was her husband coming in.

As soon as Matthew had finished his business trip, he'd rushed straight home without even visiting the office.

He was unpleasantly surprised when he opened the door, for the first thing he saw was his wife, squatting in front of a strange man and dealing with his wound.

Matthew's face darkened at this eyesore. When he was in a mood like this, he seemed to give off an uncanny aura that lowered the temperature in the room.

The driver, who was still inside the house, turned at the sound of the door. Seeing Matthew approach, he nodded respectfully. "Mr. Huo!"

Only then did Erica realize that her husband was back.

Joy flashed through her eyes, but when she saw the man's cold expression, her memory of the unhappiness between them a few days ago came rushing back. Sobered at once, she silently went back to spraying Watkins' wound with the disinfectant.

Just steps away, Matthew came to a stop and took in the exceptionally unhappy scene before him.

When the two men's eyes met, Watkins spoke first and awkwardly extended his hand, smiling. "Hello."

He was quite embarrassed when Matthew ignored him entirely, neither responding nor shaking his hand.

Erica left off with the disinfectant and said, "Well, it's no good to spray any more. Your wound is too deep, and you really need to go to the hospital."

"Well, thanks anyway." As soon as Watkins said this, his phone rang and he answered it. "Hello? Yeah, I'm here. Yes, I'm on my way now."

With that, he put the phone away and got up. "Erica, thank you very much," he said emphatically. "I'm sure you've saved my life, and I will repay you someday. But my friend is here, so I'll be going now." Erica waved her hand. "You don't need to repay me. Just get going. And please, don't delay in going to the hospital."

"All right."

Watkins turned toward the door, but just then a spasm went through him, and his knees

was thick with awkwardness as Matthew stood by, silent

nothing, his presence was enough to put a lot of pressure

his face frozen in a nervous parody of a smile. "I'll be fine. I'm sorry

gate of the villa. In his haste, he left his coat behind, though neither of his

than before, Watkins stopped in

on, "My wife saved your life today, but you don't have to pay her back in the future. It's just a small favor. And for that

and fell in ruins. There was no mistaking the man's hostility to him now. "Yes, I got it. Thank you, sir and

and Erica went to pack up the first

leave, he immediately took Watkins' coat and followed him out of the villa. For a brief moment, Erica looked through the window at Watkins, pretending to be strong as he left, and she shook her head

trying to be polite and gracious, but Matthew showed him no sympathy or warmth. 'He's got one

"I didn't know that my wife is a doctor." In fact, he was

don't know about me!" Not wanting to actually start an argument, she headed for

the wrist. "Who is that

has nothing to do with you," Erica retorted. Normally she might not have been difficult about it, but

Matthew said in a low voice, "Of course

stranger. Irritated by her husband's inexplicable temper, Erica matched his glare. "It's none

she would take care of some stranger without a serious reason? She had hit Watkins with her car. Surely that

is the reason you took him into our home?" Matthew

a few women home yourself! You could get a

it, there was no way that the women who seemed to like Matthew could deal with his temper, no matter how

Get rid of him!" His tone was as cold and ruthless as someone from hell. Erica's heart was in her throat when