The clothes Matthew picked out for Erica matched her usual style very well.

She changed into an orange casual outfit, which could also make her skin look fairer.

After trying on a few outfits, by the time Erica was starting to show signs of impatience, the saleslady had packed more than ten outfits in accordance with Matthew's wishes. The devious man, however, showed no indications of any impatience or frustration. Every time she went inside the fitting room, Matthew pulled out his phone and started working. Then when Erica would come out, he would nonchalantly put his phone away.

This went on until Erica had tried over a dozen outfits. When he asked the saleslady to pack the twentieth dress, Erica couldn't tolerate it anymore.

“I think that's enough. I don't want to try on any more dresses!"

Matthew looked at Erica and nodded his head.

"Okay, I'll pay the bill."

He noticed the frustration that flashed through Erica's eyes.

Erica was confused. Why did he agree with her so easily? If she had known it earlier, she would have told him earlier that she didn't want to try on any more dresses

The clothes that were packed got sent back to the villa by Matthew's men. Afterwards, Matthew took her to buy shoes, jewelries and every other thing that she might need.

After a bountiful Lunch at one of the finest restaurants in the city, the two went to the beauty salon.

The place they went to was exclusive to women only and men weren't even allowed to enter. However, since Matthew insisted on accompanying his wife, the manager had to arrange a private room for them.

Matthew spent the whole time working on his phone while Erica indulged in all kinds of services provided by the reputable establishment.

From time to time, she would hold his hand and say a few words.

"Why don't you have some of the pretty girls give you a massage? You're not busy are you?"

He cast a cold glance at the woman who was talking to him with her eyes closed. ‘That's awfully generous of you. You'll let other women put their hands on me? Perhaps I should be happy that I have married such a generous wife?' he thought.

In addition to the two of them, there were also two masseuses in the private room. One was giving her a facial, while the other was massaging her body.

Matthew refused without hesitation.

"No, thanks. You know, I'm not used to being touched by women except you."

Erica raised the corners of her Lips when she heard this. In truth, she was just testing him. Needless to say, she was quite satisfied with his answer.

But she still sighed, feigning sorrow.

“What a pity. You would have enjoyed it very much.”

‘What a pity?‘ With a murderous look in his eyes, he said, “Since you're having such a good time, please carry on for a little longer. I am in no hurry.”

As soon as they walked out of the beauty salon, gossips about Mr. and

Mrs. Hilton's love for each other spread out Like wildfire.