True Love Waits

Chapter 1318 Erica Doesn't Love You

As Erica was pregnant, Matthew was gentle while having sex with her. After he was done, he carried her to the bedroom in his arms. She had tear stains on her face.

With a sob, Erica turned her back to the man. She didn't want to talk to him now, not even a word.

Matthew went into the bathroom. When he returned to the bedroom again, he was already dressed.

He stood by the bed and looked down at the angry woman. "Erica, if you accept another bunch of flowers from him, I'll lock you at home for a day!"

'Him? I thought Matthew sent the flowers!' Erica turned and fixed a puzzled gaze on her husband. Her eyes were red from crying.

But before she could voice the confusion coursing through her, Matthew turned and left.

Two bodyguards executed his orders by guarding the door from the time of Matthew's departure to his return in the evening, thus preventing her from stepping out of the house.

At Orchid Private Club

Boom! Matthew viscously kicked a man. The force was so intense that he lost his balance and hit the sofa behind him.

Then, the man slumped to the floor. A painful groan escaped his lips as he placed a hand on his aching chest. When he glanced up, Matthew was tidying his sleeves. Blood slid down the corner of the fallen man's mouth.

Several bodyguards stood beside him, which made it impossible for him to escape the private booth.

In front of the wine rack, not far away, sat two men wearing suits. They seemed to ignore what was happening and leisurely chatted and drank wine.

After he finished adjusting his sleeves, Matthew lifted the man on the floor. Before he could do anything, Matthew punched him ruthlessly in the face.

crunching sound reverberated in the booth, and blood spurted

are really bold!" He couldn't hurt Erica, but he could teach this man, who sent flowers to his wife, a lesson. Unable to stand, Watkins fell on the floor again. He didn't even have the strength to straighten his arm that had fallen awkwardly

me? How dare he say something

forced to sleep with him. Anger surged through him at the thought, and he leaned forward, grabbed the bloody man, and pulled him to his feet. Then, Matthew

the table and

on his aching chest. Then he coughed and spat

he cast his gaze upwards, he saw a pair of black leather shoes, followed by a pair of long and straight legs. Finally,

the floor. Despite his composure and determination, his legs trembled so much that he had to steady himself

his lips and said sarcastically, "Mr. Chai, I didn't think you'd be

deep breath, wiped the blood from the

been a good fighter, not even when at optimal health. Now that he was severely injured, he was no threat to Matthew.

if he hadn't supported himself on the wine rack in front of

wine in his hand, Sheffield slid his

"I think it's time to stop. He is going to be in the hospital

they were both businessmen, Matthew and Neville would invariably meet. There would be

not enough,' thought Matthew. "I want him to spend the rest of his life in the hospital," he roared as malice glinted in his eyes. Watkins wouldn't have the chance to see his wife or send her flowers again if that

Watkins' collar, lifted him, and

Orchid Private Club, Neville jumped out. He rushed to the

is

he couldn't force his way through. Once he calmed

with a foot placed on Watkins' chest. He was just about to coerce the bleeding man to swear that he would never see

at the caller ID and reported to Matthew, "Mr. Huo, Mr. Chai is

and ordered nonchalantly, "Let