Erica sighed. The word "husband" had a strange effect on her. But when she heard his words, she realized once again how wonderful it was to have a husband Like Matthew.

After a moment of silence, Matthew asked her again, “Are you hungry?"

Before Erica could nod, her body responded promptly.

A low rumble resonated from her stomach, and both of them stared at each other in astonishment. Blushing, Erica cursed her belly for betraying her.

With a smile in his eyes, Matthew smoothed her long hair and said.

"I'LL get some food for you. Sit up."

Erica nodded and leaned against the bed with his help. She watched the man as he heated up the food which his men bought on his orders.

Soon, four particularly exquisite vegetables and a pot of soup were placed on the table in front of her.

Matthew sat on the edge of the bed. He picked up the soup, blew on it and raised it to her lips.

“Have some."

Erica was starving. She ate most of the soup before having the vegetables.

Erica wasn't going to talk about what happened this evening, and

Matthew wasn't going to force the issue.

She wanted to go home, but he insisted she stay in the hospital overnight. He wanted to make sure she got a clean bill of health before they released her.

Erica was not happy about that. She'd gotten drenched in the heavy rain, and all she wanted was a hot shower and a soft bed. And she certainly didn't need to stay here. She needed to rest up, so she had enough energy for tomorrow. Tomorrow would be when she got her revenge.

Someone had to pay for today's events!

The couple were fighting over this, and it looked like neither would relent.

The girl was forced to lie on the hospital bed. Looking at the man, she said in a pitiful voice, "ALL that's going to happen is that I won't get any sleep. You really want me glaring at you all night?"

“Don't worry. You'll fall asleep very soon." Matthew was sure of it, because she slept like a log every night. She was a pretty sound sleeper, and sometimes her eyes closed the moment her head hit the pillow.

“Aren't you afraid of the ghosts in the hospital?"

“No. I have you with me!" Besides, he was not a superstitious man. He didn't believe in ghosts.

The girl began to howl, “I want to go home, go home..

“Not until tomorrow!"

Suddenly, something occurred to Erica. She looked at Matthew and demanded, "Let me see your phone for a minute."

She didn't forget that Matthew had been acting funny at lunch. She had to make sure that she wasn't just imagining things.