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.

to wash her hands and walked

kitchen. "No way. Three's a crowd. We're doing fine in here. Why don't you and

that it would take forever

she didn't want to do anything

Chantel was about to cut the vegetables, Blair grabbed her hand and said, "I mean it.

shooed out, Yvette was sorting the things they bought at the supermarket. Seeing Chantel, she smiled and said, "You should know the drill by

had to

did after reaching her room was to tear

inside and her suspicions were

box of condoms laying quietly in the corner of

there? It must be Matthew's doing, but when?

knowing little about sex and unwilling to discuss what they

used them secretly, she'd

the urge to go straight to Matthew and confront

he couldn't say precisely what. They were at dinner when he asked her, but she just said she was

asked her a few more times, but all that did was annoy her. So he had to give up. He decided to leave it alone till everyone had retired for

by the time Matthew strolled in to their

thermostat, and only wore a black slip. It showed off her arms, legs, and curves quite nicely. Seeing Matthew come in, she put down her phone

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

was playing right into her hands. She

hot to trot. With it being offered 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

late for Matthew to stop her. He held something in

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

Matthew had been using condoms every time

everything

across Matthew's face, which was pretty rare as he was usually calm and collected. He held the

Her words were choked by grief. "You...you...bastard!" How could he

kissing her forehead, trying to soothe