True Love Waits

Chapter 1182

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."

door, but just then a spasm went through him, and his knees wobbled. Without thinking,

room was thick with awkwardness as

enough to

from Erica's grip, his face frozen in a nervous parody of a smile. "I'll be fine. I'm sorry

a perfunctory nod at Matthew, he gritted his teeth and marched out toward the gate of the villa. In his haste,

on edge than before, Watkins stopped in the doorway and

back in the future. It's just

to him

go, and Erica went to

with him. Now that he had the chance to leave, he immediately took Watkins' coat and followed him out of

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

kit away, she passed in front of Matthew, who sneered in a low voice, "I didn't know that my wife is a doctor." In fact, he was genuinely a bit

"There are many things that you don't know about me!" Not wanting to actually

by the wrist. "Who

do with you," Erica retorted. Normally she might not have been difficult about it, but she definitely didn't want

his arms. Chest-to-chest with her, Matthew said in a low voice, "Of course it has something to do with me. Shouldn't I ask why you brought another

that stranger. Irritated by her husband's inexplicable

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

If you have a problem with that, you can always bring a few women home yourself! You could get a lot in here, I'm sure-not that any of them will be able to stand

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

took out his phone, and dialed a number. "There's a man who just walked out of the villa. Get rid of him!" His tone was as cold and ruthless as someone from hell. Erica's heart was in her throat when

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