It was not that she didn't want to sleep with Matthew. She was afraid.
What was she supposed to do?
The man sitting on the sofa finally spoke up. He walked up to the mother and daughter and said carefully, “I'm just happy Erica's back here safe and sound. Everything else is my problem. I'll have a talk with her."
Blair wasn't about to let her off the hook.
“Quit defending her,
Matthew. It's my fault she turned out like this. I should be the one to teach her a lesson!" She had let it slide too long. Erica had gotten away with a lot when she was still living at home. But she was all grown up and married. Her daughter never lost that stubborn streak.
The girl's eyes started tearing up. Matthew came over and held her hand.
"Mom, Let me handle this, okay? I need to talk to my wife!"
Since he asked her, Blair had to relent. It was his business. She sighed heavily and said, "Matthew, I have something to say to Rika alone. Can you and Wesley wait downstairs for a bit?’
"Okay." Matthew nodded.
Erica immediately hid behind him, covered her burning ear with one hand, and pouted, "This is not cool. Mom will twist my ear off."
Blair glared at her.
"Oh come on. You know I don't Like violence. As long as you follow me upstairs, I won't hurt you."
Matthew patted the girl's hand to comfort her and said, "Just go upstairs, honey. I'LL wait for you here."
Since he thought it would be okay, Erica reluctantly followed her mother upstairs.
Inside Erica's bedroom
Blair closed the door and asked, "Rika, how long have you been married to Matthew?"
‘Where did that come from?' Erica wondered.
“About three months."
“Why haven't you slept with him yet?" Blair asked straightforwardly.
She was hoping for a grandchild soon.
The young girl bit her lower lip and said angrily, "How did you know?
Did Matthew complain to you about this?"
“Do you think Matthew would say anything?" It was Wesley who had just told her.
‘That's right. Matthew's not like that, ' Erica thought. The anger in the girl's eyes was replaced by confusion.