Erica had taken a Liking to them at the auction.

Phoebe was angry; her hands trembled. She demanded, "I bought those items because I loved them! How could you take them away from me like this?"

She had bought all three items for less than a million. So what if he had offered her three million? It was not money that she wanted.

“And what about you? How could you take those away from someone who actually loved them?" he retorted.

Did she really think that he had just been sitting there idly? He knew exactly what had happened at the auction. Phoebe had felt Erica's desire for those three items and had deliberately competed against her for them. How could he, who was also sitting right next to Erica, not have noticed it?

“She doesn't deserve them! She bullied my sister! Don't I have the right to take revenge on her?"

Phoebe was a Little excited and her voice was less calm now.

“No, you don't. How much do you know about what had really happened? I already have someone investigating about what Tessie had done. If I find out that she hurt Erica, don't blame me for what I do to your sister."

Phoebe was stunned.

Why was Matthew in love with Erica now? Why did he not love her? Why?

But Phoebe wasn't convinced yet! She refused to believe the truth in front of her.

The next day, around noon, Phoebe arrived at the villa with a paper bag, wearing her maternity dress.

She walked in casually, as if the place belonged to her. The chefs were busy in the kitchen. She sat down in the Living room and put the paper bag on the coffee table.

Erica was still in her cartoon pajamas. When she heard the doorbell, she walked to the stairs to see who had come. She stood on the steps and looked down at the woman.

"What are you doing here?"

Since Matthew wasn't home, Phoebe couldn't care less about her fake courtesy towards Erica.

"Isn't it normal for me to be here? Before you arrived in Alorith, I often hung out with Matthew."

She had purposely left out the truth that Matthew would never go out with her alone. She could only tag along when Nathan hung out with

Matthew.

"If you don't have anything else to say, you may Leave now. I don't want to see you," Erica said with a scowl.

Phoebe flipped her long hair coquettishly.

“Why should I leave? I'm waiting for Matthew to come home."

‘Is Matthew coming home now? Why didn't he tell me? This guy is so mean! How could he tell her and not me, his wife?' Erica thought angrily.

"Fine. Wait."

Erica walked to the kitchen, drank some water and headed upstairs to change her clothes, completely ignoring Phoebe.