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.

in a huff, much as her

easier to concentrate on the document before him. For a long time he sulked, his

me away after using me. How

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it in the soil. "Will the plant be able

is suitable for planting this kind of flower. They'll bloom around

this kind of flower before. It's pink and

A client of our company brought it back from abroad. I liked it, so I kept it." Saying this, Debbie buried the roots of the flower seedling with soil, then watered it for a bit with

decided then to get past the small talk. "Mom, can you tell me what 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!"

of mistakes recently, and Matthew seems to be very angry. I

lowered her head, thoroughly embarrassed. She couldn't exactly tell Debbie that she had escaped

arm, she spoke like a spoiled child. "It's not important, Mom. Please just

doesn't matter what he likes. What matters is your sincerity. For example, you could make him a meal... Actually, forget about that. You don't know how to cook. Maybe you can buy him a gift or make something for him yourself. It will show your sincerity.

for a bit and soon saw that Debbie was right.

to a new one. Clumsy as Erica was, what could she do

the villa that night. As expected, Matthew hadn't come back from

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

she went and raided the walk-in refrigerator for snacks. As she waited for Matthew, all she

wasn't back. Feeling a little thirsty, Erica shrugged and poured herself some

eleven o'clock, and Erica was

were long gone, along with half of the bottle

until midnight that the sound of a door came

her seat and rushed toward

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 frowned

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