Take My Breath Away

Tears welled up in Erica's red eyes again. Her lips quivered as she complained to the man standing in front of her with a long face. "Why are you scolding me?" Erica was already having a hard time dealing with Ethan's departure.

Matthew stood in stunned silence, his mouth agape at Erica's reaction. Was he not supposed to scold her? Was he not supposed to be angry at her? "Then what do you think I should do to you?" he asked. 'Should I just sit by and watch her get close to another man?'

Erica's eyes and nose were red from crying. She wiped away her tears and said, "We haven't seen each other for a week. Don't you miss me?" She missed having him around, especially since she had been sleeping alone.

Needless to say, Matthew missed her as well. Why else would he end his trip one day earlier and return to his home country in such a hurry? Why else did he rush home instead of going to the company as soon as he got off the plane?

Erica, however, didn't expect him to say that he missed her. Perhaps, the woman he missed was Phoebe. In any case, she was determined to push that woman out of his heart. "Come here!" she ordered the man.

Matthew couldn't believe his ears. Where did she get the audacity to speak to him like that? How dare she raise her voice to him? Nonetheless, he took a step forward.

"Lower your head!" she ordered again.

'She's ordering me again!' Despite the anger, he humored Erica again as he looked down at her in confusion.

"What are you looking at? Kiss me now!" 'Isn't that what a couple is supposed to do after they see each for the first time in days? I see other couples hugging and kissing each other when they meet again after a long time. Why is my case any different?' Erica wondered.

She soon came to realize what the reason was. 'Matthew is just a cold and arrogant man!'

Without saying a word, Matthew held the woman in his arms and lowered his head to kiss her red lips.

In truth, this was what he had in mind the whole time. If only he hadn't become so furious after seeing her with Watkins.

However, Erica couldn't stop thinking about Ethan and she kept on sobbing silently.

Tears streamed down her cheeks and stopped at the spot where their lips locked. The salt from her tears spread inside their mouths and Matthew immediately loosened his grip on the woman, with a worried look in his eyes. "Did I hurt you?"

"No... I was just think of Ethan again. I'm sorry..." Erica couldn't control her emotions anymore.

Matthew sighed helplessly. "If you cry again, I'll have someone bring Ethan back right now. I'll also make sure that Tam never sees him for the rest of his life!"

Matthew only cared about his wife's mood, which was far more important to him than the reunion of Tam and his son.

'How could you be so cruel?' Erica pouted. She sniffled pitifully and said, "I'm not crying. I can go to Australia to see him in the future."

"That's right. I can take you to see him whenever you want!" Matthew promised. With his long and slender fingers he covered her eyes and wiped away her tears.

"Okay! It's settled!"

"Okay!"

Matthew held Erica's hand and led her into the car. The driver drove them back to the villa.

In the bedroom, Matthew took off his tie and unbuttoned his shirt. When he saw Erica carrying his suitcase into the walk-in closet, he strode in and said, "Next time if Watkins Chai invites you to dinner, call me."

Erica looked up at him with puzzlement and asked, "Why?"

The man took off his suit jacket and explained calmly, "You are students with no source of income yet. It's not the same with me, so it'll be my treat."

Erica silently lowered her head and fiddled with his suitcase. "You just asked me to stay away from Watkins, and now you want me to call you if he invites me to dinner. Mr. Huo, what do you really want? It's so hard to be your wife!"

"Well... then just stay away from him." It would be best if they didn't see each other again.

"What is the password of the locks to your suitcase? Let me help you unpack your luggage." Erica had nothing better to do. Besides, Matthew had been working hard for several days now; he would have been exhausted.

Matthew answered, "2508."

"Is it the same password for the two locks?" There were two coded locks in Matthew's suitcase, to ensure maximum safety.

"Yes."

Erica flipped open his suitcase with ease and found his briefcase and some work related necessities inside, but no clothes. "Where are your clothes?" "

I don't have any."

"What? Then how did you change your clothes there?" Erica, half squatting on the floor, raised her head and looked at him in confusion.

"I had my assistants prepare new clothes for me every day." Matthew had asked his assistants to take care of the clothes he had worn and he didn't think it was necessary to bring them back from abroad.

Erica looked at him with stunned disbelief. 'Wow! Mr. Big Spender!' "That's such a waste of money! You shouldn't do that again. I'll help you tidy up your luggage if you go on a business trip again," she said, assertively. 'Can't he just give that money to his wife? Why waste it?' Erica shook her head disapprovingly.

He protested, but in a low voice, "But the fabric will wrinkle when they are folded."

"Then let your assistant iron it for you. Don't make excuses!" she retorted. Erica felt as though her heart was bleeding!

Matthew shook his head helplessly. Arguing with his wife wasn't going to give him peace. Matthew could only be at peace as long as she was happy. "Okay!"

Erica took out the folders from his suitcase and found a box under it. The box was light pink in color and it looked very exquisite. "What's this?"

He looked back and explained casually, "Oh, it's a bottle of the latest perfume. I saw it when I did a market search in a mall. You can try it."

'Perfume?' A touch of joy spread across Erica's heart. "Is it for me?"

This time, without turning his head, Matthew took out a suit from the closet and said, "You can take it as a gift for you!"

What did he mean "take it as a gift?" The joy disappeared from her face almost in an instant. "It doesn't matter if it's not for me. I don't usually use perfume. You can give it to whoever you want!"

She assumed that Matthew must have felt pressured to give it to her, even though it was never intended for her.

Matthew frowned. After all, she was his wife. Who else could he give the perfume to? He looked back at her with a serious face. "It's for you!" Why did she have to force it out of him? It was so embarrassing.

Erica was confused by his anger. "Why are you glaring at me like that? I told you that you can give it to whoever you want. I don't want it. Why are you so angry?" Erica regretted unpacking his luggage in the first place. If she hadn't looked through his suitcase, she wouldn't have found the bottle of perfume, and he wouldn't have been glaring at her right now.

Matthew took a deep breath and said calmly, "Think about why I'm glaring at you!"

"I'm not a mind reader. How can I know what you are thinking?"

Erica finally realized how easy it was for them to break into an argument with each other.

Matthew was utterly frustrated by her attitude. "Erica, how many wives do I have?"

She blinked at him with confusion. Why did he suddenly ask her this? Why was he asking her such a silly question? She answered impatiently, "One!"

"Who is it?"

She blinked again and asked cautiously, "Have you finally lost your mind? Why are you asking so much nonsense?"

Matthew felt helpless. It was as if nothing was going right for him today. His wife was busy acting so foolishly that she couldn't even understand that the gift was for her! "Is there a problem with a man giving his wife nice things?"

"No problem!"

"Since there is no problem, just keep it! Please!"

After a moment's silence, Erica was convinced. "So, you really bought this for me?"

"Who else could it be for?" he replied impatiently.

With a big grin on her face, Erica held the perfume bottle and said, "Then just tell me frankly. Just say you brought me a gift. Why did you have to ruin such a nice moment by saying something so stupid?" Wasn't Matthew always straightforward and efficient? What was wrong with him today? Why was he beating around the bush?

'He's just so arrogant!' she thought.

Matthew unbuckled his belt and looked at her coldly. "My fault?" Was he wrong to give her a gift?

Erica swallowed nervously as she saw him take off his pants. Fascinated by what she was looking at, she shook her head in a hurry. "It's my fault." 'He's hot; he's the boss!' she exclaimed in her mind.