True Love Waits

Chapter 1285 Like A Spoiled Brat

Once he figured out Erica was crying over twelve billion dollars, Wesley thought that she was just making trouble out of nothing. Where would a girl like Erica get twelve billion?

Wesley opened his mouth to sort her out, but Matthew hurried to interrupt him. "Dad, Mom, it's really my fault this time."

Blair felt sorry for Erica. After all, the girl was beside herself with grief, but she also felt sorry for Matthew. The man was always taking the blame for things. "Don't blame yourself, Matthew. I think she's blowing things out of proportion."

Matthew nodded but proceeded to apologize gracefully and sincerely. "Rika, I'm sorry. It's all my fault," he said.

Wesley patted Erica's back and tried to calm her down. "There, there. Matthew's apologized to you. You don't need to cry anymore! If you keep crying, that's on you!"

Erica anxiously explained, "Dad, no. It's really on him..."

"Yeah, Rika's right. It's all my bad." Matthew came over and pulled her into his arms. He apologized again, "I'm sorry. Please don't cry."

Yvette already had a hunch something was wrong. Erica was acting weird in the supermarket earlier, and it got worse when they came back home. She asked in confusion, "What happened? You've been all weirded out since we got back from the supermarket. So, Rika-what's going on?"

Matthew answered for her, "Don't blame Rika, Yvette. And it's kind of awkward. Just know that I'm the one to pin it on."

Seeing him defending his wife all this time, Yvette nodded and just decided to drop it.

Gifford picked his ear casually and told Erica, "Look at Matthew. He's completely cool with this. Stop crying. It's the middle of the night, for Chrissake? You're crying like a pig in the slaughterhouse! I'm pretty sure our neighbors know by now."

When she heard this, Erica glared at her brother, eyes red from crying. She wanted to skin him alive. "Who are you calling a pig? Dad, look, even my brother is mean to me." And the waterworks started once

more.

his son's leg and asked sternly, "A

he was still like a little kid being disciplined by his father. "I was comparing shit. I wasn't calling her a pig!" He just

off. But it was more than that, he angered everyone. Even Matthew cast a cold glance at Gifford and said, "Rika has good reason to cry. Let her." 'Comparing my wife to

colonel was speechless.

you? You're still acting like a child. Work it out with Matthew. He's been apologizing to you." The

Erica stopped crying and answered decisively, her eyes

thought, then glanced at

good talk. I think she'll understand." As she said this, Yvette pushed

them almost nose to nose. Erica lost her balance

thank you, Yvette. We'll have

it! Matthew's a great guy. Stop making a scene. Go to bed!"

free of his grip and sat

his eyebrows, Matthew wondered how Erica figured out what he was doing. He had been very careful every time he used the condoms, so where did she even

kid might come along? He didn't know whether she would believe him or not, but he also didn't like using condoms. But if he didn't use them, she'd get pregnant, and he wouldn't be able to

had waited so long to get to the point where she felt comfortable sharing a bed with him. They were practically newlyweds; who

was

her ear, "Honey, my money, my houses and my cars are all yours, and me too. I'll give everything to you,

the first three things." She was still angry with him and didn't want him at all. At least, not right

she had his money, houses and cars, she would still

felt so distressed before. He knew she still didn't love him. "No way!" If she didn't want him, what was he going to do? "Um, my money and stuff is kind of a package deal. You don't get any of

to say that

Erica knew she'd probably

her, hugged her and continued to cajole her, "I swear I'll never use condoms