True Love Waits

Chapter 1354 Making Noodles

When Tessie and Erica returned, Owen was sitting in the dimly-lit yard and playing on his cell phone. When he saw them, he stood and greeted them.

Erica had wanted Tessie to meet Matthew, but she was afraid of the man. And so, after much insistence, Erica let her friend retire to her room. She figured it might be better if the two met each other the next morning.

After bidding Tessie good night, she walked to the door to her bedroom and pushed it open. Matthew was sitting on the chair in her room, waiting for her.

When he saw his wife enter, the worry niggling at his heart gradually disappeared.

Erica ran forward and hugged the man who was sitting upright. "Matthew, why haven't you slept yet?"

He sat motionless and let her hold him, but he did not respond.

Erica didn't mind his attitude. After all, she hadn't seen him in years. And, he had just saved her from Pike and his men. She glanced at him and asked, "How about we go to bed now?"

It was late, and after all the events that had transpired, she was exhausted.

However, Matthew said flatly, "I'm hungry."

"What?" she exclaimed. She scratched the back of her head. It was late at night, and her kitchen was quite bare. What was she going to feed her husband? Finally, she stuttered, "I...I can cook noodles. Is that okay?"

'She can cook noodles?' Matthew shook his head. "I'm afraid your cooking will poison me."

"Okay. Then perhaps I can ask Tessie to cook for you. She is good. Your sons always enjoy meals prepared by her," Erica offered. She had volunteered to make him a bowl of noodles, but he didn't seem to trust her culinary abilities.

'Let Tessie do it? Never!' The man pinched the bridge of his nose and ordered, "You can make the noodles!"

Matthew had changed his mind. "Aren't you

little patience Matthew had left seemed to have

now!" Erica ignored his tantrum, turned and ran out of the

but it was spotless and orderly because Tessie

in the cupboard. Then, guided by the beam of her flashlight, she scoured the corner of the yard for some vegetables. On the way back, she found

He had inquired about the village before bringing Mr. Huo here. He hadn't believed the reports. But now that he

I would be caught on surveillance cameras less than two days after my escape and then be taken

would be a safe place to hide from Matthew and her family. Owen

vegetables into a clean basin, tilted her head, and thought for a while. "Owen, I'll find a place where you and the others can sleep in a little while. We don't have the luxuries that you and

replied as casually as possible. Since his boss hadn't grumbled about this

very uncomfortable standing by while Erica was cooking. And so,

soon!" Erica

as Owen was about to say something, he heard his boss summoning him. "Owen," Matthew

he spun on his heels and left

returned to her room with a bowl of steaming noodles. With a smile, she placed the

turned to Owen and said, "I've cooked a lot. If you

hoping for a reaction that would help him decide. But his boss kept his eyes on the bowl of noodles. So, he politely refused. "Thank you, Mrs. Huo.

in the alley, Owen, the drivers, and the bodyguards had found something to eat. They were afraid that Matthew would dislike it, so they didn't bring any for him. "It doesn't matter. I have made a lot. Even if you eat a large bowl of noodles, there will still be plenty left. Well, I'll get you a bowl." Afraid that he was shy, Erica turned and headed for the kitchen. Owen immediately followed her and refused in fear. "No, no,

She stood by as

turned to look at Matthew. The man was still glaring at the

to him, she urged, "Eat

some chopped green onions, vegetables, and mushrooms above the noodles. There was no meat in the food. "Yes." Erica was accustomed to eating like this. She propped her chin on her hands and said, "Don't worry. The noodles are definitely cooked. When Tessie was away, I would cook for our sons. They enjoyed my noodles very much. Well, sometimes I would prepare two extra dishes for them. But it's too late now, and I don't have the ingredients to make those dishes

sons living in this squalor and eating meager meals sent such a pang of anguish through his heart that his

up from the chair. Erica frowned and asked, "Where