“Honey, we're already talking. If I didn't want to talk to you, we'd be in bed now." When he saw the sex toy, Matthew really wanted to rush into the bathroom and make love to her, but he managed to hold his desires in check.

“Then give it to me. Please?" she begged.

“No way!"

At the door of the study, for the first time, he stopped the girl from going in and then locked the door from inside.

No matter how hard Erica knocked on the door, he didn't open it until he successfully locked the box inside the safe.

When he came out again, Erica looked at his empty hands and felt like crying.

She was in a bad mood that night and she made sure Matthew wouldn't be able to sleep well either.

The two of them lay side by side in bed. Erica didn't let him turn off the Lights. She stared at the ceiling and stewed.

Matthew had to take out a blindfold and put it on to screen out the

Light.

Erica sat up and yanked it off him. He shot her a look that said "What the hell?" She answered him in a justified tone, “I don't feel safe when you sleep with the blindfold on!"

“Why don't you feel safe?"

“Because if you put on the blindfold, you can't see me. I feel safer if you can watch me sleep!"

“What... What are you talking about?" ‘What is that strange logic?' He was confused.

‘Forget it. He had a hard and exhausting day.' Erica's heart softened and she turned off the lights.

In the darkness, she lay beside the man, widened her eyes and asked,

“Matthew, say I'm the red rose and your goddess is the pure white rose.

Now that we're married, do you like the red rose or the white rose more?"

Matthew thought for a while and said, “Every girl has different charms and different sides. They can be the pure white rose and the sexy red rose at the same time. Only a man who knows how to love can make the woman he loves more and more beautiful. That's the thing-I don't love you for who you could become, I love you for who you are."

Not everyone could see the true beauty of a woman. The man who loved her would see her as the most beautiful creature. The woman who loved someone would show off her most attractive charms to them, like a peacock.

Erica sighed in her mind that Matthew knew who he was and how to control his emotions. He knew how to avoid her question. But she wasn't going to give up.

"So do you like the red rose or the white rose?"

A caring look flashed in his eyes.

"I Like both.”

“What? Can't you just decide on one?"