It then dawned on him that she was just pretending to be strong.

A mischievous smile added a boyish charm to his handsome face. In a few giant strides, he caught up to her. Before Erica could process what was happening, Matthew had scooped her up in his arms.

Clueless as to what caused the change in her husband, Erica's mouth hung open. The shock from his actions left her feeling parched. She quickly wrapped her arms around Matthew's neck and said, “Y-you...

Aren't you going to stay here with Phoebe?"

"No, I just remembered I have something more important to do. I'LL come to her again when I'm free." Matthew was not in a hurry to question

Phoebe about her miscarriage. Now, the most important thing was his

Little wife, who couldn't walk because of him.

Blood rushed to Erica's face when she saw the curious expressions on the passersby. She buried her face in his chest.

"Put me down. I can walk by myself.

“You can walk by yourself? Are you sure? It seemed like..." The man lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "I really need to work harder tonight."

What Matthew felt when he had sex with Erica was so addictive and wonderful that he found himself even more enamored with her.

Her moans, her begs for mercy, her tears... And how she moved gently under him.

He was unbelievably attracted to her. Meanwhile, Erica was having different thoughts. ‘How could he say something like that in public?"

She grabbed Matthew's collar with one hand, buried her head in his chest and protested in a low voice, “Shut up! Shut up!"

Matthew's smile widened; his wife was becoming more and more adorable by the day.

From the time Erica had stormed out of the ward, Matthew carried her.

He carried her all the way, until they were back in their bedroom.

Placing her gently on their big bed, he said shortly, “Rest.” He wanted her to regain her energy so that he could have sex with her again that night.

"Oh, thank you so much for your concern."

Without replying to her sarcasm, he turned around and left.

Erica yawned. She was tired, and quickly fell asleep.

She was woken up by the sound of her ringtone. It was already dark outside.

The call was from Watkins. She said on the phone, "Hello?"

“Erica, are you free right now?"

"Yeah. What's up?" She turned over and felt much better in that position.