True Love Waits

Chapter 1257 What Does Matthew Like

Gifford snorted mockingly at his sister. "What, now you're afraid? You had the courage to climb over the wall to escape. I thought you were brave enough to do anything!"

Erica endured his words with gritted teeth. She was much more concerned about what her husband might do or say to her.

Matthew cut straight through the siblings' bickering. "Of course I'm angry," he snapped. "I'll teach her a lesson when we get back. But what happened between you and Chantel is another matter. You put your own guard down in front of her and fell easily into her trap! It's your responsibility, and you can't blame Erica for it."

"Oh, fine! Trying to fight both of you will be like banging my head against the wall. I won't forget what's happened today." Not waiting for either to reply, Gifford stormed out. He could see that he was getting nowhere, since Erica's husband was there to stick up for her.

Only the couple was left in the office. Wordlessly, Matthew extracted his arm from his wife's grip, turned away, and sat down in his chair.

Looking at her empty hands, Erica remembered what he had said just now.

Possessed of a girlish joy, she went up to his back and started to massage his shoulders. "Oh, Matthew, thank you so much!" she cried. "You're awesome! You're my super idol now!"

Ignoring her flattery, Matthew simply lowered his head and started reading a document that was on his desk.

His face was blank, as it so often was, and the air was thick with embarrassment.

Erica kept working on his shoulders, trying to butter him up, but could see it was not working. What else could she do to make him happy?

'Oh! I got it!' Not giving up, she went around to her husband's side, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him on the cheek. 'No, that's not enough! He prefers more passionate kisses!' Thinking of this, she planted a few on his mouth.

But Matthew returned none of the kisses. Cold as ice, he just glanced at her, then went back to his work.

'Oh, fine!' thought Erica; even she knew when to give up sometimes.

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handed a flower seedling to Debbie, then watched her plant it in the soil. "Will the plant be able to survive

her a smile and said, "Yes. The weather now is suitable

seen this kind of

back from abroad. I liked it, so I kept it." Saying this, Debbie buried the roots of the flower seedling with soil, then watered

Matthew likes? For example, what sort of food does he enjoy? Or anything else!" Debbie couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Oh, my! Your relationship must have improved a lot!" Erica had come to the manor just to inquire about

and Matthew seems to be very angry. I have to do

embarrassed. She couldn't exactly tell Debbie that

she wasn't going to tell her the exact truth. Holding Debbie's arm, she spoke like a spoiled child. "It's not

He's just like his father; whatever he thinks never shows up on his face. In my opinion, it doesn't matter what he likes. What matters is your sincerity. For example, you could make

bit and soon saw that Debbie was right. She nodded and said, "Thank you, Mom. I

question, but that only brought her to a

night. As expected, Matthew hadn't come

bottle of red wine out of the cellar. Bringing it back upstairs, she poured it into the decanter, waited a moment, and got out

she waited for Matthew, all she could think

and Matthew wasn't back. Feeling a little

eleven o'clock, and Erica was checking

from the refrigerator were long gone, along with half of the

that the sound of a door came through the vestibule of the

up from her seat and rushed toward the vestibule.

Matthew appeared in the living room. As he changed his shoes, he couldn't miss the aroma of the wine. Taking a look at his approaching wife, he noticed that her face was bright red. He

Erica threw herself into his arms and hugged his waist. "Matthew..." she said again,