True Love Waits

Chapter 1184 Mom Should Be Embarrassed

"Hey, hey," she said, putting her hands up. "I get it. I just came here to give you the hairpin you bought today. You left it at my place. Well, I'll leave you to it. Don't stop on my account!" Debbie said in embarrassment. She put the hairpin down carefully on a table, covering her eyes. She kept her back to them the whole time. Then she walked out as quickly as she could. If Erica's words reached her ears, she didn't acknowledge them.

"Clack!" The door of the villa was locked.

Erica looked sheepish. She knew how it looked, and it was exactly what it looked like. She had been sitting on the table, and Matthew stood close to her, holding her waist. His jacket was sloppily thrown into a chair. His tie was on the floor, and a few buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned...

"Ah!" Erica screamed hysterically when she pictured that.

Matthew still stood where he had been, in a partial state of undress. "You know, we did nothing wrong. Mom should be embarrassed, not us."

"Matthew Huo, y-y-you-you-you go explain everything to Mom!" She was so flustered she could barely talk. A moment's indiscretion, and her reputation was ruined.

He casually started re-buttoning his shirt and asked, "Explain what?" In contrast to Erica, he was calm. He and Erica were married. What should he say to Mom?

Besides, he knew his mom, Debbie would love to see them being intimate like this every day.

"You know... tell her we were just kissing. Th-that's all," Erica stammered anxiously.

Matthew looked up at her and said indifferently, "I wanted more than kissing."

Erica brushed him aside and ran upstairs as fast as she could, as if there were a monster chasing her.

"I'm hungry. I'll whip something up. Want any?" Matthew asked behind her.

Erica refused without looking back, "No."

"Are you still angry?" The man was confused. Wasn't she fine just now?

Erica picked up the medical kit on the floor, stood on the stairs, turned around and glared at the man. "Yes! You dumped my macarons. You bet I'm still mad!"

Matthew was surprised that she was still not over that matter yet. Who told him women liked to dig up the past? 'Oh, it was Sheffield.

He was so right!'

message from Matthew. It was a picture. She looked at it more carefully and found out it was a picture of hot and sour rice noodles. She scratched her head. Why

Matthew is cooking hot

looked so tempting Erica could practically smell it. She swallowed

on the bed and was about to head downstairs when Matthew sent her another message. "I've cooked enough for two. Want to come down and have

loudly and telling her that she had to go downstairs now. It

another message. "It's pretty good, but it takes some getting

hurriedly tapped out a reply. "I'll

wasting food again?" He was

How could he be such a jerk?

to her. It was Wesley's phone number, ready to dial. All he'd need to do to call him was press "send."

didn't take her

of wind and appeared in the dining room, panting slightly. She angrily scolded the man who was eating hot and sour rice noodles, "Tell me something; you're rich. Why are you eating hot and sour rice noodles? Isn't that a bit like slumming? I'll snap a pic of you eating it, so the

yet. But he tricked her into coming downstairs.

untouched bowl of rice noodles to her and said, "This is really an acquired taste. You'd better

the fragrance of the meal was sheer torture. But she was

up her chopsticks and picked up

really good cook. He could make even a snack taste

so delicious that she could almost cry. He was so good to her, sometimes. If

can of coke near her bowl. Erica wondered if Matthew was a mind

you!" she said to him and took

This felt

Matthew was, at times, a slice

dishes, Matthew was one step ahead of her and began to

man, who was scrubbing down the counters, "Why don't

trash can. "Guess I need to learn how,

fair that she cleaned up after the meal. She hadn't done anything other than eat. Well, eat and complain,

her and refused her

I grew up in a well-off household... Don't worry. I'm