“Really? Hahaha!" Erica finally couldn't hold it in anymore and burst into Laughter.

Matthew's face darkened when he saw her reaction.

"What are you laughing at?" he demanded.

“You're so gullible! I mean I'm really happy. I'm laughing because you're kind and nice to your wife!" Erica kept on laughing wildly in her heart, unable to close her lips.

Matthew rolled his eyes at her. Could he believe her words? This woman was impossible! But he didn't want to argue with her.

“Just go and get some rest. It's too Late now. Don't watch a movie tonight!"

Erica immediately stood up and saluted him.

"Yes, Mr. Matthew!"

He was a bit amused by her look.

When Matthew finally came back to his room from the study, Erica had already fallen asleep.

She was sprawled out slap-bang in the middle of the bed, and there was a one-meter-tall Wuba doll clutched into her arms. Matthew didn't want to wake up the sleeping girl, but if he didn't move her, he would have to sleep on the edge of the bed.

Therefore, he gently picked her up and moved her to one side.

Unexpectedly, Erica wrapped her arms around his neck and said in her sleep, "Don't touch me. I want to sleep with Matthew in my arms!"

He smiled and asked, "Tell me who you want to hug?" His voice sounded unusually gentle in the dark night.

Erica yawned and whispered a name.

“Matthew. .

Matthew Lay down on the bed, held her closer and let her head rest on his arm. He then lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

"Good night."

Erica turned over and pulled him into her arms tightly as if he were the Wuba doll. Then she continued to sleep soundly.

In Askor

In a remote village, a large number of criminals had just been taken away. At the crime scene, only a group of policemen and a little girl were left at the spot. The entire place was in a mess.

“Chief, what about her?" one of the uniformed officers pointed at the girl who was sitting on the stone bench by the side and asked.

Gifford glanced at the girl. She seemed to be in her early twenties.

Her clothes were torn and disheveled after being held hostage by the gangsters for three days.

Her face was covered with mud, and her face could not be seen clearly, but the stubbornness in her clean and clear eyes would have reminded anyone of Erica, if they knew the Latter.