Erica snorted inwardly. That guy was up to something.

Phoebe was put in an awkward situation. The couple were flirting with each other as if no one else were around, and no one paid attention to her.

The second dish was Russian soup. According to Matthew's order, the chef served the first bowl of soup to Erica. However, Erica refused and told the chef with a smile, “Why don't you serve Mrs. Green first?

She's our guest, after all. Besides, she's pregnant and eating for two."

The chef did as he was bade and brought the bowl to Phoebe. She had been in a good mood, and was quite hungry. And she got to spend time with Matthew. But Erica killed the mood completely. Staring at the brightly-colored soup in front of her, she suddenly had no appetite at all.

She picked up the spoon and listlessly took a sip of the soup. It tasted wonderful, but she had no interest in eating anymore.

After tasting a few dishes, Phoebe said, "Thanks for lunch, Matthew, really. But I've lost my appetite and feel like I'm full. But your chefs are incredible. Mind if I borrow one of them for a while?"

She thought Matthew would definitely agree to such a minor thing. It was not Like she was Lying.

Next to him, Erica had just put a Lump of black pepper steak into her mouth and was chewing it. Hearing this, she quickly took hold of his big hand and said, “What a coincidence! I don't have much of an appetite either. I'm not pregnant, though. Besides, I'm really starting to like Western food. Why doesn't Mrs. Green hire another cook herself?

The Campbell family can get any kind of chef they want. Right, Mrs.

Green?" ‘She needs a new title. Phoebe the Manipulative! Phoebe the

Bitch!' Erica thought.

She put down the fork rather carelessly, leaving a bit of sauce from the fork on her face, right above the corner of her Lips. She was angry and wasn't really paying attention.

But she didn't know about it at all. The sauce on her face and the fact that she talked with her eyes wide open...Phoebe didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She had to admit that Erica was really cute.

Not to mention Matthew, who always thought Erica was adorable and made him happy. This time, she was doubly so. The man who had always been indifferent to other people now had a bright smile on his face. He didn't answer Erica's question but pinched her chin to make her look at him.

While Erica was still confused, he lowered his head slowly, his face close to hers...

Erica thought that Matthew was going to kiss her, and her heart started to beat faster. Although she really wanted to show off their love in front of Phoebe, she didn't expect that he would actually kiss her.

But his lips did not fall on hers. Instead, he licked the sauce above the corner of her Lips.

Erica felt his wet tongue grace her face. For a moment, she closed her eyes, but then he let go of her.

Matthew relished the after-taste of the sauce carefully and said, “It tastes good."

‘Huh? What tastes good? My face? My skin care products?’

Erica wondered quizzically as she wiped the place where he had kissed.

‘Eh, what is this? Sauce?"

She felt embarrassed at first, but when she caught the glimpse of envy and hatred on Phoebe's face, Erica beamed. She grabbed a tissue and wiped the originally stained and now clean spot on her face. Then, she dramatically forked a piece of black pepper steak and brought it to

Matthew's mouth.