Chapter 1285 Like A Spoiled Brat
Once he figured out Erica was crying over twelve billion dors, Wesley thought that she was just
making trouble out of nothing. Where would a girl like Erica get twelve billion?
N?velDrama.Org is the owner.
Wesley opened his mouth to sort her out, but Matthew hurried to interrupt him. "Dad, Mom, it''s really
my fault this time."
ir felt sorry for Erica. After all, the girl was beside herself with grief, but she also felt sorry for
Matthew. The man was always taking the me for things. "Don''t me yourself, Matthew. I think
she''s blowing things out of proportion."
Matthew nodded but proceeded to apologize gracefully and sincerely. "Rika, I''m sorry. It''s all my fault,"
he said.
Wesley patted Erica''s back and tried to calm her down. "There, there. Matthew''s apologized to you.
You don''t need to cry anymore! If you keep crying, that''s on you!"
Erica anxiously exined, "Dad, no. It''s really on him..."
"Yeah, Rika''s right. It''s all my bad." Matthew came over and pulled her into his arms. He apologized
again, "I''m sorry. Please don''t cry."
Yvette already had a hunch something was wrong. Erica was acting weird in the supermarket earlier,
and it got worse when they came back home. She asked in confusion, "What happened? You''ve been
all weirded out since we got back from the supermarket. So, Rika—what''s going on?"
Matthew answered for her, "Don''t me Rika, Yvette. And it''s kind of awkward. Just know that I''m the
one to pin it on."
Seeing him defending his wife all this time, Yvette nodded and just decided to drop it.
Gifford picked his ear casually and told Erica, "Look at Matthew. He''spletely cool with this. Stop
crying. It''s the middle of the night, for Chrissake? You''re crying like a pig in the ughterhouse! I''m
pretty sure our neighbors know by now."
When she heard this, Erica red at her brother, eyes red from crying. She wanted to skin him alive.
"Who are you calling a pig? Dad, look, even my brother is mean to me." And the waterworks started
once more.
They had almost snapped her out of it. Now, thanks to Gifford, Erica was crying all over again. Wesley
was so angry he kicked his son''s leg and asked sternly, "A pig? Seriously? She''s your sister!"
Gifford wanted to avoid the kick, but he knew that would just cause more trouble. He stood there and
took it like a man.
He felt so frustrated. He was a colonel, and a 33-year-old man. Yet, somehow, he was still like a little
kid being disciplined by his father. "I wasparing shit. I wasn''t calling her a pig!" He just felt that
Erica''s crying fit was just her being a drama queen.
However, he didn''t know that he''d pissed anyone off. But it was more than that, he angered everyone.
Even Matthew cast a cold nce at Gifford and said, "Rika has good reason to cry. Let her."
''Comparing my wife to a pig! What in the world were you thinking? If anyone needs a lesson, it''s you, ''
Matthew thought.
The young colonel was speechless. ''Well, forget it.''
Fighting the urge to p Erica to end her hysteria, ir tried persuading again, "Alright, simmer down!
How old are you? You''re still acting like a child. Work it out with Matthew. He''s been apologizing to
you." The aging mother felt Erica was bing more and more childish, acting like a spoiled brat.
"Mom, you don''t know what you''re talking about! I can''t forgive him." Erica stopped crying and
answered decisively, her eyes as red as a rabbit''s.
''Can''t forgive Matthew? So she''s going to keep causing problems?'' Wesley thought, then nced at
his daughter expressionlessly. "Rika, your mother is right. Start giving a little!"
"That''s right. Matthew, take Rika back to the bedroom and have a good talk. I think she''ll understand."
As she said this, Yvette pushed her sister towards Matthew.
Yvette''s push brought them almost nose to nose. Erica lost her bnce and fell into Matthew''s waiting
arms.
"Okay, thank you, Yvette. We''ll have a good talk."
Since Matthew had been apologizing the whole time and his attitude was very sincere, Erica was the
one they started harping on by the time everything was said and done.
ir sighed heavily. "Damn it! Matthew''s a great guy. Stop making a scene. Go to bed!" After saying
that, she not only pushed them inside the bedroom, but also closed the door behind them.
Erica felt so helpless. She was so down in the dumps. Why didn''t anyone nag Matthew?
In a fit of anger, she broke free of his grip and sat back on the bed with a burp.
Rubbing his eyebrows, Matthew wondered how Erica figured out what he was doing. He had been very
careful every time he used the condoms, so where did she even get the idea?
In fact, he didn''t mean to hide it from her. He didn''t tell her because he was afraid she wouldn''t agree.
Why shouldn''t he get to enjoy himself without worrying about whether a kid mighte along?
He didn''t know whether she would believe him or not, but he also didn''t like using condoms. But if he
didn''t use them, she''d get pregnant, and he wouldn''t be able to make love to her for almost a year.
He had waited so long to get to the point where she feltfortable sharing a bed with him. They were
practically newlyweds; who would satisfy his needs if his wife got pregnant so soon? He didn''t want to
be horny for so many months...
Anyway, it was his fault.
He pulled her into his arms and whispered in her ear, "Honey, my money, my houses and my cars are
all yours, and me too. I''ll give everything to you, but can you forgive me?"
Erica stopped sobbing. After a while, she said, "I only want the first three things." She was still angry
with him and didn''t want him at all. At least, not right now.
She wouldn''t be cooling off that easily. Even if she had his money, houses and cars, she would still be
angry.
Matthew had never felt so distressed before. He knew she still didn''t love him. "No way!" If she didn''t
want him, what was he going to do? "Um, my money and stuff is kind of a package deal. You don''t get
any of it without me."
Erica pulled a long face again, but she didn''t want to say that she didn''t want the twelve billion. Forget
that!
She knew she needed to get some sleep. Erica knew she''d probably feel better in the morning.
So, shey silently in bed. Matthewy down beside her, hugged her and continued to cajole her, "I
swear I''ll never use condoms again, okay?"
She didn''t say anything.
She was trying to have a kid with him because she promised him one, but now it looked like she was
just desperate. How was she going to get herself out of this?
Matthew kissed her earlobe, and the woman in his arms shivered, which made the manugh quietly.
Hearing hisughter, Erica felt both ashamed and angry. She buried her face in the pillow, hammered
the pillow and shouted, "Matthew Huo!"
Settling his weight on her, he whispered, "I can show you I''m trying. How about that ck card when I
get back? And the credit card with the unlimited bnce? How does that sound?"
She feigned nonchnce and said, "Don''t try to bribe me with money! I''m not that kind of girl!" But in
fact, that was what she wanted...
"Then what can I bribe you with? Yes, I know. My wife is not that kind of girl. It''s just that I have too
much money and no ce to keep it. So why don''t I give it to you?"
Unable to resist the temptation of money, Erica tilted her head and said, "That''s what you said. This
isn''t some kind of trick?"
"No trick. This is just me being a loving husband!" Matthew propped himself up with his right elbow, put
his hand on her waist and started to caress her.
"Okay! It''s a deal!"
"It''s a deal!" He lowered his head and kissed her hair. "Since you can''t wait to have a baby with me, I
guess I need to work harder at it."
His words made Erica tremble with fear. "Come to think of it, having a child is not real high on my list. I
don''t want it anymore..."