“ The rest of the words she

How dare he do such a thing?! No other person had ever annoyed her as much as he did! For that reason, Erica vowed to teach this playboy a lesson!

A few minutes later, when Erica was already running out of breath,

Matthew decided to let go of her, albeit reluctantly.

As she gasped for air, she cast him an intense glare and said,

“Matthew, you jerk...Mmmph.. more time!

Damn! He leaned in and kissed her one

This time, the kiss they shared lasted for at Least minutes before he finally let go of her again. Before she could complain, Matthew beat her to the punch and said, “If you say another word, I will kiss you once. If you say two more words, I will kiss you four times! Four words, and it's going to be eight kisses. Don't you dare think I won't do that! You're my rightful wife. I would even go far as to sleep with you right now!"

"Sleep with me...' It was the first time they had talked about such a sensitive topic. Erica was angry but she didn't dare to say anything

Deep down, she knew Matthew was right. She had no reason to refuse him even if he wanted to sleep with her right there and then

Part of her wanted to go home and cry to her father. She couldn't understand why Matthew was even harder to get along with than Wesley.

In the end, the pitiful Look on her face made Matthew Let go of her.

Leaning against the door, Erica gasped for breath

She tried to calm herself down, but she was so angry that she unconsciously raised her fist to hit Matthew. However, just as she swung her fist toward him, Matthew dodged.

Erica missed, but because she had exerted too much strength, her body leaned forward. With a pale face, she screamed, "Help!"

Just as she was about to fall to the floor, a powerful arm wrapped around her waist. At last, she fell into Matthew's arms.

“Do you want intimacy that much, Mrs. Erica? Is that why you threw yourself at me?" he teased.

Threw herself at him? Well, he wasn't lying. Erica was indeed in his arms. She wanted to argue, but she couldn't. She felt as if her tongue had been tied into a knot.

She thought she must have been possessed by something. After all, she had always been sharp-tongued, but at this moment, she couldn't find a word to retort to Matthew.

It really pissed her off! She pushed him away, her cheeks bulging up in anger. When she saw the smug expression on his face, however, a thought struck her and her anger disappeared instantly. She said, "Matthew, how about this..."

Matthew raised his eyebrows, hinting for her to go on

“Since you enjoy kissing me so much, you should forget the girl you like, only think of me, and treat Ethan as your own son. If you do that, I will never bring up divorce again, and you can kiss me whenever you want, okay?"

Eric said, even though she was sure that he wouldn't agree. In her opinion, very few men would be able to forget their first Love. Even fewer men would be willing to raise another man's son, let alone a proud man like Matthew.

“Only think of you?" Matthew Looked her up and down.

“You're okay in general, and your figure is not bad. But I need a better style. Wait for me at home tonight."