True Love Waits

Chapter 1295 Get The Marriage Licenses

Frightened, Erica quickly squatted down and turned off the cellphone screen light while she hid in the dark.

A couple of minutes later, when she was sure that Matthew was no longer moving, she carefully went down on her knees, crawling to his bedside again, and pressed his lipstick-stained thumb on a sheet of paper.

"Phew!" She successfully got his first fingerprint.

Approaching his face, she took a good look at him and noticed that his eyes were still shut and his breath was even. Fortunately, it didn't seem he was going to wake up anytime soon.

Then she got back to work on getting his fingertip on the second sheet of paper, the third... And finally the sixth! In the end, she got his fingerprint of every sheet.

By the time she put her lipstick away, Matthew's voice reached her ears. "Are you done?"

"Yes, I am," Erica answered absently at first, but then she widened her eyes in fear and fell on her ass.

The man lying in the bed opened his eyes slowly and met her gaze.

'Oh my God! I'm screwed!' she cried inwardly. Regardless of her things spread on the floor, Erica rushed to her husband and asked smilingly, "Why are you awake?" 'Wasn't he fast asleep? Boo...hoo...'

When he was about to sit up in the bed, Erica quickly reached out and pushed him back on the mattress. "Well, well, it's still early. You can sleep a little longer!"

Matthew stretched out his hand and turned on the bedside lamp. Looking at the guilty woman in front of him, he said, "I'm afraid that if I slept a little longer, you would sell me out."

"What? How is that possible? Why the hell would I want to do that to you?" Erica asked with a bright smile on her face. "Honey, you don't have to worry. I'm your dear wife. I would never hurt you!" He nodded, trying to sit up again. But Erica stopped him immediately. "Wait a minute!"

Conceding, Matthew lay back calmly. "What were you doing in the middle of the night? Why didn't you go to bed? And what's this?" He showed her his thumb covered with lipstick.

"Well, I saw the lipstick on your thumb and was trying to wipe it for you," she explained.

"Huh!" Matthew suddenly grinned as he thanked her gently, "Thank you, honey. Thank you for all your hard work."

It must have been quite a challenge indeed for her to get up in the middle of the night to clean up the lipstick she had applied herself on his thumb.

Go

finally sat up and

cellphone, a few A4 sheets

she was about to get exposed, Erica held his waist and blocked his sight with

briefly seen

him at this moment that his

that could harm you. But please don't ask me about this, okay?" With her arms around him, Erica behaved like a spoiled child trying to deceive

were all kinds of information that Matthew had entrusted her to sue Phoebe for him. She just

for the papers on the floor. However, Erica was quicker to step in and pick the papers and her phone up before he could. Then she rushed into the walk-in closet with

she shut the door

at the lipstick she had

and knocked

you promise me not ask any

nodded helplessly.

the morning, she

slightly and revealed her suspicious

He

locked anyway. She then held his arm and led him back to the bed. "Matthew, I swear I didn't betray you. I'll tell you what this is about when it's over, but not now. So, no

But if you ever need my signature or fingerprint again, just ask me directly. You don't need to do this behind my back!" he

no need for her to go through all this trouble to get my fingerprints.' "What? Doesn't it bother you to have your

"Mm hmm!"

If she had known it before, she wouldn't have gotten up in the middle of the night to

tell me you wanted my fingerprints.' But instead, he said, "Well, it's my fault then. Next time, just

Finally,

"Okay."

worrying. She feared that Matthew would go after the papers she hid as soon as she fell asleep. Therefore, she didn't dare to

didn't know how to respond. 'Why

before going to school, Erica met her lawyer and gave him the documents with Matthew's fingerprints. Now, all she needed to do was wait

kept going out with Hyatt to find inspiration for the

in A Country, Gifford had