True Love Waits

Chapter 1197 The Weaker Branch Breaks First

But it was too late. The glass fragment scratched Erica's hand. She cried out, "Ah!"

Blood oozed out from her finger.

Matthew grabbed her hand and walked her away from the broken glass.

But then, Erica stepped on the chocolate, slipped and fell back awkwardly. "Argh!"

Matthew pulled her up towards him, and Erica stumbled into his arms.

The kitchen floor was a complete mess.

Frowning, Matthew inspected Erica's hand. The cut was small, but the bleeding hadn't stopped.

"We should take care of that," he said, looking at the blood on her frail finger.

He swooped her up in his arms and strode out of the kitchen.

Surprised, Erica wrapped her hand around his neck and said, "Matthew, I can walk..." She only cut her finger. Her legs were still very much in working condition. There was no need for him to carry her. The man glanced at her coldly. "Do you want to draw a chocolate map on the carpet?"

She looked at her chocolate-stained feet. 'Oh, right.' The living room was fully carpeted. She would create a mess of it if she walked through. 'Oh well,' she thought, stealing a glance at the man.

He gently placed her on the sofa in the living room. Taking off her dirty shoes, he threw them into the trash can. "Wait here. I'll go get the medical kit."

"Okay." Erica casually placed her bleeding finger into her mouth and sucked on it.

Matthew grabbed her hand and scolded, "What are you doing?"

She gaped at him. "It hurts. If I suck on the wound, it would hurt less. Besides, sucking on it will disinfect the wound and stop the bleeding."

Matthew sighed. "Who told you that saliva stops bleeding?"

widening in question. She did this every time

saliva that could cure a wound or disinfect it. On the contrary, the moisture and the protease in the

of stupid. But she stood her ground and said, "It doesn't matter.

I once read in 'The New England Journal of Medicine' that a man with diabetes hurt his finger while riding a bicycle. He sucked his thumb, hoping to stop the bleeding. As a result

mouth fell open. "No way! You are just exaggerating." But Matthew

if it's not properly handled, the wound will be infected,

was just a small cut in her finger, and it only bled a little. Why was he threatening her with finger removal stories? She stammered, "Wh-what are you waiting for?

fear in her eyes and went upstairs

with the medical

two of them of the time when Erica had disinfected Watkins' wound at that

popped up, but she

hand, scowled at the thought. This woman couldn't even take proper care of herself. Why did she have

on her finger, Matthew put away the medicine

little." But it was nothing

knee in front of her. He placed his hand on the back

caught her by surprise and she didn't

He looked into her confused eyes and asked, "Didn't you say

you saying that you are trying to ease the pain by

can relieve pain. Also, the longer you kiss, the less pain you will feel." His voice was low, deep and magnetic. But he sounded serious as well. 'Is he

decide, he

he was taking advantage of her

order to prevent her from entering the kitchen and

but to sit on the carpet and watch

answered without raising his head,

I'm petty, am I?' But this time, it was really her mistake. She had no right to argue. "Matthew, can I ask you

"Ask."

it was inappropriate. So, she quickly revised. "Imagine that one of your good friends dies, but then suddenly comes back to life one day. He doesn't contact you, but the reason is that he has lost his memory. Will you forgive him and still be friends

he was doing and looked up at the depressed girl. He knew what she was talking about, so he