True Love Waits

Chapter 1306 Your Sons Want To Eat

"No! You're on my side. If you call Matthew, you're just admitting he's better than you. So will you help me or not?" Erica demanded.

"Of course I will. I'm busy these days and won't go to Y City soon, though. I'll make a few calls. If it doesn't work, maybe you can talk to Dad," Gifford answered. But helping Erica was a little tougher than it seemed on the surface. He was glad to help, but he needed help himself to pull it off.

He had no connections in the court system. He knew people who did, so he had to call them and see if they could pitch in.

'Why does Rika always come to me for help? Dad's better set up for that than I am. Maybe she figures Dad would turn her down, anyway, ' he thought.

"I won't call Dad. He always sides with Matthew. He won't help me..." Suddenly, Matthew opened the door. He was silent as usual, so Erica had no clue he was there. His face darkened as he heard what she said. "Thanks Gifford, you're awesome!"

"Yeah, yeah. I know. I'll see what I can do!" Gifford couldn't stand Erica's tone, as if he was the one who bullied her.

The next moment, before Erica could say anything else, her phone was wrenched from her hand. "Mind your own business, Gifford. Just pretend Rika never called you. I'll fix this," Matthew said into her phone. "Matthew, you're there too? Rika said you are holding off her case against Phoebe Su. What happened?" 'So I wonder if the rumors are true. Does Matthew still carry a torch for Phoebe?' he wondered. 'Nah. Couldn't be.'

Matthew held the phone high, foiling Erica's attempts to retrieve it. He put a hand out to keep her away, put the phone back to his ear, and said, "Nothing serious. She's just being a bad girl again." "Oh..." Gifford believed it without a doubt. He knew better than anyone else what kind of trouble Erica could cause. "Remember, Rika's pregnant. You need to be a little more patient. She'll be fine after you calm her down some!"

"Don't worry. I will. Have a good night."

He hung up the phone.

Erica shouted, "Gifford!"

But it was too late. She could clearly see the screen of her cellphone. It showed the call was disconnected.

'Why did Matthew have to come in just when I managed to get Gifford to say yes? All that trouble for nothing,' she cried inwardly.

Placing her phone on the bedside table, Matthew asked gently, "Are you hungry?"

"I've lost my appetite!" She turned her head away in a fit of pique.

needed to eat more.

told you:

Matthew took off his suit jacket and hung it in the closet. "You can't eat spicy and sour rice noodles. But you still have tons of choices-noodles with seafood, wontons with chicken filling, steak, shrimp dumplings..." He rattled off a

Erica couldn't help but drool.

rice noodles, she would put a lot of pepper in them. Heartburn was common during pregnancy, especially as

quiet voice, "Then how about noodles with seafood?" Then she looked up at the man and added, "That's what your sons are clamoring for, not me!" She was still

smile, Matthew said, "Well,

it's your daughters that want that type of stuff, not

'So Rika doesn't want to eat the noodles, but our sons or daughters want them.

left the room, and paused at the door. "Come down in twenty minutes. Dinner

a face at the man's back and muttered in a quiet voice, "Don't try to buy me off with a

On the first floor

people. They must be fresh." Erica also liked eating crab. He had wanted to order some, but it was said that pregnant women should avoid crab meat,

the noise from the kitchen and walked out of her room. Seeing that Matthew was making a fruit platter by himself, she quickly came over and asked, "Mr.

it."

thanks. Just clean

to prepare a midnight

Seeing the woman making her way

down the stairs. When Matthew saw her walk downstairs, fear loomed

at a time, jumping over several of them on the way down. Since she was pregnant, she took them far more slowly, and

meat. He was afraid that Erica would fall back into her old patterns, forgetting that she was carrying

platter was sitting on the dining room table. While eating the fruits, Erica played with her phone and sent a message to

didn't work, she would cry

the house. Erica looked at the man walking toward the door in confusion.

walk out, talk to the man, sign something, and come back in with a delicately packaged box, she couldn't help asking, "What's that?" Matthew glanced at her

know we were

frozen seafood in their fridge, but she

in the fridge, why did he buy more? He is too extravagant!