Phoebe, the homewrecker, can both give up on your ideas now! Neither of you will win this game!
A little more than ten minutes later, Erica heard the bedroom door creak open.
She immediately got up from her sleep, and sat up on the bed.
Under the dim glow of the bedside Lamp, she saw Matthew walk in.
She stared vigilantly at the man.
“Why did he come back at this hour? Is he here to avenge Phoebe?’
While she was lost in her fantasy and conjectures, Matthew had already walked to the bed. He looked down at the woman and asked coldly, “Were you trying to threaten me through that message?
“He did come back to get even with me!‘ she thought. She glared at him and replied stubbornly, "Yes, that was a threat! So what? I will never be defeated by a mere mistress!" People would laugh at her if that happened! She could never give up!
Matthew slowly bent down, with his arms on both sides of her body.
Their eyes met.
“Why are you still pretending to care? You don't love me, nor do you want me to touch you. Why should I let you be Mrs.
Hilton? I'm not a masochist."
On the contrary, he did enjoy being mistreated by her.
Erica looked into his eyes and slowly put her arms around his neck. She stammered, . I'm willing to... I'm willing to let you touch me."
Matthew's breath hitched. He clenched his fists, trying his best to control the urge to wrap his hands around her.
“I know you are not in the mood for it right now. After all, you just lost your child. I'll wait until you are ready to... to have sex with me."
“Lost my child? What's she talking about?' Matthew was confused. 'Oh!' he remembered. He had not yet corrected her assumption that Phoebe was carrying his baby.
So, she still thought it was his.
He sighed.
"The baby..." '...was not mine, ' he tried to say.
But Erica thought he believed that she was the reason for the loss of his child.
So, she declared before he could finish his sentence, “Although I didn't cause Phoebe's miscarriage, I will give you a child as compensation." ‘What nonsense is she spouting now?' Matthew could not figure this woman out.
"You didn't cause the miscarriage, but you are still willing to give me a child as compensation? Erica, don't you see the contradiction in your own words?"
“I already told you that I didn't push Phoebe. But you don't believe me. I can't find any evidence to prove my innocence. I watched the drive recorder of Watkins' car, but I couldn't find anything to my advantage." She was accused of something she didn't do, yet she had no way to prove it.
“Since I can't prove that I was not the reason for the loss of your baby, I will give you one instead. But I am doing this for you! So, you cannot take this baby away from me and give it to Phoebe!”