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."

her period! She really wanted to shout it out loud,

little embarrassed, so she decided discretion was the better part

was. Then it hit him-that was Erica's scent. As he was lost in it for a moment, he didn't pay much attention to what she said. "What did you

I'm on my period. Can you buy me some

wants me to buy her feminine pads?' He decisively

he put his finger on the button, a pair of soft, gentle hands descended on his own hand. When their eyes met, Erica smiled sweetly and lied, "You know, honey, there's a book out that says it's better for a husband to buy this

is that? Sounds like the author's an idiot." Whoever published this drivel would pay! He'd have the author blacklisted, the

the book is

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

you should think about it. Why would you have some other woman do this? Aren't you afraid I'll get jealous?" "Oh?" He fixed his

also your woman and I have feelings for you. How could I

look if he went

Then I'll be your

speechless again.

warm stream sliding down her legs. She knew what that meant. She let go of Matthew, grabbed her bath towel and made to run to the lounge.

before she could run off.

uncomfortable and embarrassing that Erica was almost in tears. "I may have stained your bath towel. I should have stayed put. Go ahead and ask Paige

back to the lounge. But her running posture caught his

asleep sitting on the toilet. Finally, she heard

Matthew. He came in, frowning, and handed her a bag. "Here you

looked inside. There were several brands of sanitary towels inside.

decided better of it

later, Erica came out of the lounge again. She had gathered her long hair into a bun and sported the clothes Paige had fetched for

pink coat over a set of pink sportswear

that outfit. Even if Matthew wanted to touch her, he'd feel guilty. The illusion of youth she projected