True Love Waits

Chapter 1284 Matthew Bullied Me

"I'll get pregnant without them!" What the woman said echoed in Erica's mind.

She'd never given condoms a second thought. But this woman's words shocked her into reality. She stood there, thinking of all the times she and Matthew were intimate together.

He would drive her wild with his flirting, and then wait a few seconds before actually entering her.

Even if they started on the balcony or in the living room, they would end up in the bedroom eventually.

And all this made her think about things differently. Then, suddenly, she had an idea. She quickly found Yvette and Chantel, who were going through their shopping list. "Hey, are you done? Let's head back home."

"We just got here. What's the rush?" Yvette asked. She noticed something seemed to be bugging her sister.

"Well, I remembered something I need to do. I have to get home now. Why don't you finish shopping and I'll grab a cab?" She was going to have an answer to the question that burned in her mind. "Nah, we're good. I have everything on my list. How about you, Chantel?" Yvette asked.

Chantel shook her head. "I think I'm done."

"Then let's pay for our stuff and get out of here." Yvette pushed the shopping cart up to the counter to pay the bill.

At the Li family house

When the three girls got home, the sun was lower in the sky and the streetlights were on. Blair was in the kitchen preparing dinner. A maid was in there helping her. Neither Wesley nor Gifford were there. Matthew was hard at work in the study.

As soon as Erica got home, she immediately rushed upstairs. She had to check something out. If she remembered correctly, Matthew had opened the drawer in the nightstand last night.

Confused, Blair went to the stairs and looked up, as if she'd get the answer to her question that way. "What's going on?" Blair asked Yvette and Chantel, who just entered the house. "Why did Rika run upstairs like that?"

Yvette spread out her hands and said, "Beats me. She was acting strange at the supermarket too. It's okay. I'll ask her later. I've got groceries to put away!"

"Okay!" Blair didn't devote too much attention to it, and went back to finishing up the meal.

hands and walked

here. Why don't you and Yvette run off and find something else to do?" Cooking was her only hobby, and she wouldn't

it would take forever for her to prep and cook. So she accepted that she

do anything too strenuous. Like practicing dance, for

Chantel was about to cut the vegetables, Blair grabbed her hand

sorting the things they bought at the supermarket. Seeing Chantel, she smiled and said, "You should know the drill by now. Mom doesn't want help

helplessly and had to help Yvette

first thing Erica did after reaching her room was to tear open the drawer in

inside and her suspicions

of condoms laying quietly in the

It must be Matthew's doing, but

knew nothing about them. Her friends around her were the same as her, knowing little about sex and unwilling

if Matthew used them secretly,

cry. Resisting the urge to go straight to Matthew and confront him, she closed

he couldn't say precisely what.

did was annoy her. So he had to give up. He decided to leave it

was already eleven o'clock by the time Matthew

on the bed. She'd turned up the thermostat, and only wore a black slip. It showed off her arms, legs, and curves quite nicely. Seeing Matthew come

answer as to whether he used condoms with her. Matthew, confident, horny, and none-the-wiser, rose to the bait. He took her in his arms,

Erica wanted. He was playing right into her

to him, of course he took advantage of it. He folded his fingers in hers as he lay on top, pressing her into the bed. Scarcely ten minutes passed. Erica suddenly held Matthew's hand, quickly turned over

too late for Matthew to stop her.

naked, Erica carefully looked at the thing in the man's hand. It was

had been using condoms every time

even if she gave it everything she had, she would never get

pretty rare as he was usually calm and collected. He held the now-opened

troubled eyes. Her words were choked by grief. "You...you...bastard!"

cry!" Matthew kept kissing her forehead,