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.

and asked sternly, "A pig? Seriously? She's your

man. Yet, somehow, he was still like a little kid being disciplined by his father. "I was comparing shit. I wasn't

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 a pig! What in the world were you thinking? If anyone needs a lesson, it's

colonel was speechless. 'Well,

her hysteria, Blair tried persuading again, "Alright, simmer down! How old are you? You're still acting like a child. Work it out with

Erica stopped

problems?' Wesley thought, then glanced at his daughter expressionlessly. "Rika, your mother is

Rika back to the bedroom and have a good talk. I think she'll

nose. Erica

you, Yvette. We'll have

was very sincere, Erica was the one they started harping on by the time everything was said and done. Blair sighed heavily. "Damn it! Matthew's a great guy. Stop making a scene. Go to

his grip and sat

what he was doing. He had been very careful every time he used the condoms, so where did

get to enjoy himself without worrying about whether a 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

They were practically newlyweds; who would satisfy his needs if his wife got pregnant so soon? He didn't want to be horny for so many

was his

my houses and my cars are all yours, and

stopped sobbing. After a while, she said, "I only want the first three things." She was still angry with him and

off that easily. Even if she had his money, houses

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

again, but she didn't want to say that

she needed to get some sleep. Erica knew

lay silently in bed. Matthew lay down beside her, hugged her and continued to cajole