Erica added frantically. 'The baby will be mine and Matthew's. We'll raise it!' she thought.

Matthew didn't know how to respond. He had never before heard about anyone who would compensate another person with a child.

‘If I tell her now that the baby was not mine, would she still be willing to have sex with me?' Matthew wondered.

Erica's thought processes were different from that of normal people.

Just in case she refused to have a baby with him, Matthew chose not to correct her assumptions about Phoebe's baby.

But... He couldn't give himself away either. So, he pulled her arms off his neck and asked calmly, “You thought that I would gladly accept your compensation, didn't you? Get some rest first. I'll think about it."

‘Huh? He needs to think about it?' Erica grumbled to herself.

Matthew had always said that she didn't love him, but right now, it was he who didn't love her at all! She was blatantly open about her intentions, almost blurting out, “Please sleep with me!" But he had to think about it?

But she calmed down quickly when she remembered that he had just Lost his unborn child. This was not the time to argue or fight with him.

Matthew went into the bathroom. Erica was feeling sleepy and dozed off before he came out.

The next day, instead of going to school, Erica went to the hospital to see Phoebe.

Before she arrived at the hospital, she was mentally prepared to see

Matthew and Phoebe together in the ward. However, when she opened the door, she was slightly surprised to see that only Phoebe and her father were inside.

They weren't expecting her visit either, so they were obviously stunned.

Phoebe was visibly upset at the sight of Erica. She glared at the girl and yelled, "What are you doing here? You killed my child! How dare you show your face here?"

Lyman was a little embarrassed by his daughter's resentful attitude.

“Erica, I'm sorry. Phoebe hasn't recovered yet. Could you come back later?"

Erica smiled and said politely, “Lyman, I'm sorry. I have to talk privately with Phoebe. Could you please "

Lyman understood. He couldn't afford to offend Matthew's wife. So, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and told them, “I'm going out for a smoke. You girls talk."

“Thank you."

He nodded with a smile and left the ward.

Phoebe had no need to pretend anymore since they were left alone now.

She stared at Erica indifferently.

Sitting in the chair next to the bed, Erica supported her chin with one hand and asked in a low voice, “Do you think I can't prove my innocence without the surveillance video? Or are you dreaming that I would lose my title as Mrs. Hilton because you lost this child? You are too naive,

Phoebe."