True Love Waits

Chapter 1269 The Book Of Erica's Wisdom

"Yes, Mrs. Huo!" Raymond took the box from Erica, turned, and left the floor where the CEO's office was located.

Seeing this, the female assistants finally breathed a sigh of relief and returned to their desks. Maybe they could get some work done before their shifts ended.

Before entering his office, Matthew instructed Paige, "Paige, I need a change of clothes for my wife."

"Yes, Mr. Huo."

When she heard this, Erica grinned broadly at Paige. "Thank you so much!" she said enthusiastically.

Paige shook her head. "You're welcome, Mrs. Huo! That's my job." She really liked Erica. Although Erica had a mischievous streak a mile wide, she was cute and polite.

Erica followed Matthew into the office.

The couple walked into the lounge together. He changed his jacket, and she went to take a shower.

She was in there for what seemed like forever. Matthew took the opportunity to get some work done. He was sitting at his desk, engaged in some kind of negotiations by phone. Hearing the sound of the lounge door opening, he raised his head and looked in that direction.

Erica was wrapped in a white bath towel, standing at the door to the lounge. She stared at him. There was meaning in her gaze. Her fair shoulders were bare, and her small feet were covered by his big open- toed slippers. Her small toes were poking out, made more visible by the nail polish she applied. It was the latest style-opaque taupe gray with hints of purple.

It had the intended effect. "I have to go," Matthew said, and ended the call quickly. Erica trotted over.

Gripping the bath towel with one hand and propping her head on the desk with the other, she winked at him and grinned, revealing pearly white teeth. "Dearest Matthew..."

Matthew's hackles raised when he heard these words. "Go on!" He was sure he wouldn't like whatever she was going to say.

With a giggle, Erica walked around the desk, making the movement as sexy and flirtatious as she could. She whispered in his ear, "Well, my period came, but I don't have a pad."

period! She really wanted to shout it out loud, with Matthew right

so she decided discretion was the

it hit him-that was Erica's scent. As he was lost in it for a moment,

turned even redder. "Well, I'm on

to buy her feminine pads?' He decisively picked up the office phone and was about

lied, "You know, honey, there's a book out that says it's better for a husband to buy this kind of thing for his

beauty, still had his pride. "Ridiculous! What book is that? Sounds like the author's an idiot." Whoever published this drivel would pay! He'd have the author blacklisted, the publisher bought out and

is

twitched. "Clever. I'll have Paige do it," he

her arms around his neck, and whispered in his ear, "Honey, you should think about it. Why would you have some other woman do this? Aren't you afraid I'll get

and I have feelings for you. How could I

anyone!" said Matthew flatly. He couldn't imagine how it would look if he went to the supermarket to buy sanitary pads. The mere thought of it

I'll be your first!" she

again. That sounded

felt a warm stream sliding down her legs. She knew what that meant. She let go of Matthew, grabbed her

wrist before she could run

Go ahead and ask Paige to buy the pads. I gotta hurry!" It was her own fault sticking

stared at her running back to the lounge. But her running posture caught his attention. It looked so strange, like she was loping along with her legs as

fell asleep sitting on the toilet. Finally, she

came in, frowning, and handed her a bag.

and looked inside. There were several brands of sanitary

better of it and said nothing. He

the lounge again. She had gathered

set of pink sportswear of the same brand. She looked

was just that she looked like a teenager in that outfit. Even if Matthew wanted to touch