Shocked by his behavior, she remained motionless. As Erica knew that they couldn't spend the entire night in this way, she decided to try and wake him again. Just then, Matthew propped his chin against the top of her head and mumbled, “Honey.”

Erica's mind went blank. Without enough time to think, she stammered,

"D-D-Don't call me honey. I'm not..." Who knew which woman he was dreaming of?

Unexpectedly, the man changed his address to something more intimate.

"Darling."

Erica's heart was about to explode! However, she still didn't believe that he was talking to her. And yet, she felt a tinge of excitement coursing through her. Perplexed by both their behaviors, she stammered,

“Don't, don't call me darling either." She was his nominal wife, not his beloved one. It was too much for her to be called by him like this.

Crimson tinged Erica's cheeks when she thought of how embarrassed they both would be when he sobered up and remembered what he'd done and said.

“Why not?" he whispered huskily as he tightened his embrace.

“Because, because..." She struggled to find an excuse.

"Oh, because you've mistaken me for someone else!" she finally blurted out. ‘Oh, my

God! How sweet he sounded when he called honey and darling.’

Matthew was quiet this time. When she tried to get up again, he raised her chin and kissed her.

Their rapid breathing vanquished the deafening silence in the room

When she came to her senses, Erica found that Matthew had pinned her on the sofa. No matter how much she struggled, the man didn't seem to stop.

Unable to imagine what would happen next, she panicked. Erica used her hand to block his kiss by her ear, and begged pitifully, “Matthew, Look at me! I'm not the girl on your mind. I'm Erica. Erica!"

Matthew's eyes fluttered open. Erica, who was under him, looked Like a startled deer. There was even a trace of fear in her eyes. When he looked up, he saw that he was holding her hands tightly.

He explained expressionlessly, “I drank too much. I'm sorry

Erica breathed a sigh of relief and said softly, "It's all right. Let go of me now. I'm here to take you home.”

"But..." he continued.

Her nerves were still on edge.

“What's wrong?" It didn't help that he was still on top of her and holding her tightly.

Matthew Lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "I got drunk and lost control over my body and my consciousness. But I want to do it with you. Why not here?"

Then he kissed her again.

Erica was so shocked that she wanted to curse.