Hearing what Erica said, Matthew got angry. He wondered what kind of person he was in her eyes. He stared at her. 'Can't you see my love for you? Do you even know how much I love you? Or you just don't want to face that truth?' "Do you mean that I've ruined your relationship with Watkins?" he asked. After all, he had also beaten Watkins up.
Erica sighed and explained calmly, "Nothing happened between me and Watkins. There wasn't even any physical contact. Shouldn't you be apologizing for beating him up like that? And as for you and Camille, I slapped her because she held your hand and had physical contact with you. Do you get it?"
The point was that Matthew was too cruel. She wouldn't have come here to argue with him if he hadn't beaten Watkins up to such a state. Matthew had almost crippled him.
"Erica, we both know what red roses mean. He was expressing his love for you by sending you those flowers. You should know, I'm a man, and your husband, nonetheless. Now that he dared to provoke me like this, he should have prepared himself to bear my anger. He had it coming." His breaths were deep. He regretted giving Watkins just a beating.
In his anger, Matthew thought he should have buried him alive, leaving Erica no chance to see him. Erica pounded his shoulder heavily. Seeing that his eyes were so fierce as if he were going to kill her, she continued to vent her anger out on him. "Go away! I don't want to see you."
Matthew grabbed her wrist and held her tightly in his arms. He asked her coldly, "Then who do you want to see if you don't want to see me? Watkins?"
Erica couldn't move in his arms. She was so angry that she simply raised her head and bit his chin. She didn't let go of him until she was sure that her teeth had left marks. "I will make sure that you get my teeth marks on your chin every day so you won't get to see other people!"
"Sure, go ahead. I don't care. I don't mind staying with you all day long and see no one else." Matthew planted his face on her neck and gave Erica a hot kiss.
Erica shivered. She tried to refuse and her voice came out trembling. "Let go of me! Damn it. I don't want you to kiss me... Mmmph…" Her chattering was silenced as Matthew locked his lips with hers.
For a while, they had been quarreling from the office to the lounge. This time, Matthew made sure he punished Erica in bed.
When he was done, he picked his clothes up from the floor and put them on. Even after an eventful fight, he still looked like a noble and domineering CEO. Erica stayed still in the bed naked. She had traces of marks all over her body, like a greatly wronged little wife.
After
t the lounge, Matthew was no longer in the office. She looked for Paige and asked her to send her back to the Huo family manor.
After having lunch at home, she took a nap for a while before she went to school.
While she was walking down the hallway to go to her next class, a girl stopped her. "Erica!"
She turned around and saw that it was Kaitlyn.
Preoccupied, she glanced at Kaitlyn and quickly shifted back her gaze to her camera. She was deleting useless photos. "What's up?"
Kaitlyn came over and took her arm. "Hey. Uhm, I just wanted to thank you for saving me that night."
Erica pulled her arm from her grip and replied indifferently, "You don't need to. I didn't take it seriously." She was too distracted with what happened between her and Matthew, so she really wasn't in the mood to think about Kaitlyn.
Still, Kaitlyn didn't give it up and added, "I'm sorry for what happened before, but I have my own struggles. Since you saved me, I'll tell you the truth. To be honest, it was Phoebe who asked me to steal your work."
Although Erica was lost in thought, what she heard drew her attention.
'Did she say Phoebe?'
Erica looked at her with doubt written on her face. "You know Phoebe? How do you know her? Why did she ask you to steal my work?"
Kaitlyn sighed and told her the truth. "Okay, here goes. Phoebe's mom is my aunt. In all honesty, I didn't want to steal your work, but my mother had a favor to ask of them, and so I was told to listen to them and do whatever they asked me to do. Phoebe wanted to embarrass you, so she asked me to steal your work. She even found a hacker to hack into your computer and delete your original photos. I had no choice but to cooperate. I'm really sorry for what I did to you, Erica."
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