Chapter 1118 The Wedding Night
"Just go to sleep!" Wesley demanded.
ir didn''t say anything upon hearing what her husband told their daughter.
After hanging up, Erica went back to the bedroom, clutching her phone in her hand.
When she walked in, Matthew''s attention was on his phone. "Why don''t you go ahead and get some
sleep if you''ve got nothing else to do. I have an important meeting in the morning," he said coldly and
put his phone away.
''Really? Does he mean that I can sleep now?'' Erica wondered, hesitating with each step she took
before getting into the bed.
Just as she had expected, the newly married couple slept in the same bed, but dreamed different
dreams.
Being a bride was a lot of work, and Erica feltpletely depleted after a busy day. She closed her
eyes, about to drift into sleep when Matthew''s phone started vibrating on the bedside table.
Having realized this, Matthew looked at Erica and whispered, "Sorry!" Then, he answered the phone
and continued, "Hello?"
"Matthew..."
Much to his chagrin, the voice of a woman crying was so loud, Matthew couldn''t avoid frowning as he
got out of the bed and put on his slippers. "Just tell me what''s going on," he muttered.
The woman on the other end of the line said something, but Erica couldn''t make out what she was
saying. After hanging up, Matthew went to the walk-in closet without saying anything.
He was in a hurry and looked quite serious, implying the urgency of the situation—something bad must
have happened to the woman.
Two minutester, he walked back into the bedroom, all dressed up. It was not until then that he
realized there was another person in the room with him. Standing on the edge of the bed, he looked
down at Erica, whose eyes were wide with puzzlement. "I have some urgent business to deal with.
Don''t wait up for me, you should go to sleep."
"Oh, okay." Erica had no qualms with that arrangement. In fact, she would like nothing more than to
sleep alone. The call from that woman was like a blessing in disguise for which Erica felt deeply
grateful.
She assumed that the woman must be the goddess who shone like the purest moonlight in Matthew''s
heart. ''That woman is something else! The way she made Matthew leave his newlywed wife on their
wedding night is truly amazing!'' Erica marveled at the thought of the unknown woman.
With a solemn look at her, Matthew said nothing more and left the bedroom.
When silence befell the bedroom, Erica was certain that Matthew had left. Without a worry on her mind,
she threw back her covers and jumped on the bed happily.
There wasn''t a trace of sadness on her face which was quite unusual for a bride who had been left by
her husband on the night of their wedding. Feeling giddy as ever, she cleared her throat and began to
sing. "Come on,e on, turn the radio on. It''s Friday night and—" Her singing stopped abruptly when
the bedroom door was opened from the outside.
Erica froze, petrified with astonishment.
With his hands in his pockets, Matthew stood at the door, emotionlessly staring at Erica while she was
standing on the pillow where he had just rested his head, hands clenched into fists in midair.
Erica reacted quickly. When she realized what she was doing, she quickly drew her foot back and knelt
down on the bed. She grabbed Matthew''s pillow and patted it sheepishly. She stammered awkwardly, "I
have a habit of doing exercise before sleep. I identally stepped on your pillow. I''m sorry."
The deadpan expression on Matthew''s face remained unchanged at Erica''s apology.
As he approached her, the atmosphere in the bedroom became more intense and the beating of Erica''s
heart grew faster.
She held her breath, dreadfully waiting for his next words until he stopped at the side of the bed.
Reaching out his right hand, he held her chin and raised her face to him.
"Why were you so happy about me leaving?" he asked in a low voice.
''Well, was it so obvious?'' Erica blinked her innocent eyes, realizing that she shouldn''t have acted so
immaturely. She immediately showed a trace of remorse on her face. "To be honest, I''m afraid of
sleeping alone in such a big room. I was just singing a song to give myself courage. I wasn''t happy
about you leaving. Don''t get me wrong."
Matthew lowered his head abruptly and pulled her closer to him. "Be good," he said.
"Yes, we will!" Their bodies were so close that she felt ufortable. ''Mr. Huo, can you please move
away from me a bit? We may be married, but we''re nothing but strangers to each other!'' she cursed
inwardly.
The man looked down at her red lips with some intensity as their breaths intertwined. He was about to
kiss her red lips.
Erica understood what he wanted to do and there was no reason for her to refuse him. However, she
managed to find an excuse. "Isn''t your woman still waiting for you?"
''My woman?'' Matthew''s eyes dimmed. He finally let her go and moved away from her. He grabbed his
phone from the table beside him and left the bedroom.
A sense of relief came over Erica again as the door was closed.
This time, she didn''t dare to sing a song again; instead she quickly went to bed and closed her eyes.
Erica didn''t sleep well that night. She was constantly thinking about what Matthew would do to her
when he came back. When she finally fell asleep, she began to dream of Matthew—his kiss, his
indifference, his chiseled body...
The next morning, when Erica woke up, it was already nine o''clock. She changed her clothes and went
downstairs to the kitchen.
Unexpectedly, there were already three people in the living room on the first floor, talking andughing
—Debbie, Evelyn and Godwin.
"Hi, Rika. You''re finally awake!" Debbie stood up from the sofa and greeted her warmly.
Erica quickened her pace and stood in front of Debbie. "Aunt...um...Mom!" She almost forgot that she
was married to Matthew yesterday, and Debbie was now her mother-inw.
Debbie held her hands lovingly and said, "My lovely girl, are you hungry? Let''s go and have some
breakfast."
"Okay!"
A little boy with a toy racing car ran towards her and said, "Good morning, Auntie." The little boy who
greeted her with a smile was Godwin. He was wearing a pair of dark overalls and Spiderman
sunsses.
Erica stroked his head softly and said, "Good morning, Godwin. Have you had breakfast?"
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"Yes, I have. Auntie, go and have breakfast now. After that, you can y with us!"
"Okay. Evelyn, Mom, I''ll go have breakfast then." Erica walked to the dining room.
Debbie tagged along with the housemaid and brought her the breakfast.
Erica was okay with the housemaid bringing her the breakfast. That was her job. However, Erica was
taken aback when she saw Debbie doing so, and she stood up instantly to take the porridge from her
hands. "Thank you, Mom. You didn''t have to do that!"
Debbie sat across Erica, and upon sensing her nervousness, sheforted her, "Don''t be so formal
around me. After all, you''re my daughter-inw and I''ll treat you like my own daughter from now on.
This is your home. Do you understand?"
Erica was deeply moved by Debbie''s kindness. She would have thanked Debbie for treating her better
than her own mother, if Debbie hadn''t just asked her not to be so courteous. As such, she simply
nodded and said, "Okay."
Debbie propped her hand against her chin and looked at the girl eating breakfast. The way she looked
at Erica showed how fond she was of her daughter-inw. "Rika, I want to tell you something."
"Yes, of course. What is it?" Erica was intrigued.
"Eat your food first, or it will get cold. Matthew went outst night, didn''t he?"
''Huh? How does she know that?'' Erica nodded absent-mindedly, chewing the dumpling in her mouth.
"Yes, he did."
"I hope you don''t take this the wrong way. His best friend, Nathan, was in a car ident on the way
back from the airportst night," Debbie exined. That was the reason why Matthew left his wife
alone on their wedding night. And Debbie came to exin the situation to her in the morning.