Matthew and Phoebe didn't know how to react.

Erica went upstairs to change, leaving them both in the dining room.

Matthew put his hands in his pockets and looked at Phoebe indifferently, showing absolutely no emotion.

“If you don't want to go to this kind of thing by yourself in the future, you should go straight to Paige. I have a family, a wife. It's not appropriate for me to accompany you to these appointments."

Erica had obviously misunderstood his relationship with Phoebe. But it wasn't a big deal. He would explain everything to her when the time was right. However, if the media photographed and publicized that he accompanied another woman to prenatal checkups, Erica would definitely be laughed at.

Phoebe's heart skipped a beat. Matthew seemed to be more indifferent to her than before. He had never spoken to her Like this in the past.

Erica, who had run upstairs to change her clothes, had a change of heart. The more she thought about their conversation, the angrier she became.

And she felt Like she didn't do well. So, she ran downstairs like a gust of wind without changing. She gasped for air as she stood in front of the two surprised people.

She pointed angrily at Phoebe.

“You are asking my husband and me to go to the hospital with you for your prenatal checkups! Who do you think you are? Some kind of princess? Oh man! How I wish I could just twist your head off whenever I see you. You want me to go to the hospital with you, huh? No way in hell!"

Then she turned around and warned Matthew, regardless of Phoebe's embarrassed face.

“I won't go, and neither will you! And you have to get my permission before ever meeting this woman again. If you have a problem with that, I'll inform your dad!"

Matthew was stunned. His wife was so fierce that he was actually a little scared of her at that moment.

Erica didn't mind if she couldn't get an answer out of Matthew. She shot a fierce look at Phoebe, and if looks could kill, the pregnant woman would be lying on the floor.

"I wanted you here to tell you in person Matthew is mine. Anything you had in the past stays there-in the past. If you don't want to raise the kid after it pops out, we'll help you raise it. Don't come here again. Or I swear I'll make you pay. I'm rich, so it's easy for me to get someone to mix contraceptives in your food. That'll fuck up your endocrine system and stop your period.

You'll know what menopause feels Like early. Don't believe me? Try me.

This time, Phoebe's belly really ached. Would Erica really poison her like this? She was more vicious than Phoebe had given her credit for.

She shuddered uncontrollably.

As soon as she opened her mouth and was about to ask Matthew for help,

Erica interrupted. She shouted at her, eyes wide open in an unsettling gaze.

“Don't look at my husband! Why ask him for help? He's my husband

Even if he doesn't love me, the Hilton family will back me up. He has to spoil me. Right, Matthew?"

The girl seemed upset. Matthew decided that discretion was the better part of valor, so he deferred to her this time. He held her in his arms and nodded obediently.

The man who had always been cold and aloof around Phoebe actually nodded after hearing what Erica had said. It was hard for her to accept. She nodded awkwardly and took a deep breath to maintain her composure.

"I need to go to the hospital. Paige doesn't need to go. I'll just have the driver take me!" she said in a hoarse voice.