"Don't you feel special yet? You're the first woman to use my bathroom. What does that tell you?" asked Matthew in reply.
Erica curled her lips, sneering at his conceitedness and said, "Special? Do you think I'm enjoying this? I was forced to get married to you and it's not like I had any choice but to use your damned bathroom!"
"You were forced to marry ?" Matthew raised an eyebrow as if he was intrigued by her words.
"Yes! You're the reason why my father forced into this marriage! And, you know what? I don't sll bad at all. I shower every day and I never go to bed without putting on so fragrant body lotion." In fact, she was so particular about her little before-bed-ti ritual that she would run out of skin care products far quicker than most people.
The two remained quiet for so ti, lying back to one another on the bed. Just as Erica wondered whether Matthew had fallen asleep, he turned around and pressed his body against hers, taking her hands in his. "Since you say that you're not slly, let check. Don't worry, you'll get to check too."
Before she could refuse or even give consent, Matthew lowered his head and gave her a kiss on the lips.
'What?
Does he have no sha at all? He didn't even ask for my permission before kissing !'
Erica groaned inwardly as she struggled to free herself.
Matthew noticed her discomfort and imdiately let her go. He looked her in the eye and said, "Be serious." 'Be serious? He wants to be serious, but he didn't even apologize for his behavior! What a joke!' She bit her lips and with an aggrieved expression on her face, said, "Why did you kiss so many tis?"
"I just wanted to prove to you that I don't sll bad, contrary to your misunderstandings. Well, do I sll bad?" Matthew answered with a straight face.
'Of course not! And you sll good, ' Erica thought to herself. She wiggled and struggled to get free, stuttering, "N-no... Hey, how dare you use my body wash without my permission?!" Matthew was reeking of the fragrance of the body wash she always used.
"What? This is my wife's ho and I used my wife's body wash. Is that not okay?"
Matthew asked. "No. I an...Matthew, can you get off first? You are too heavy, I can't breathe." They were lying very close to each other and she was afraid that he would fail to restrain himself and force himself on her.
There was an awkward silence that filled the room for a while. Erica tried to hide from the discomforti
e fallen asleep. His breathing was rhythmic and relaxed, which in turn helped her fall asleep as well.
The next morning, Erica was woken up by her sister Yvette. When she went downstairs, she saw Matthew and Wesley, who had just co back from morning exercise, beads of sweat dripping from their foreheads.
Wesley stopped her when he saw her coming downstairs with sleepy eyes. "From now on, don't forget to exercise at ho. Look at this young man! Matthew exercises every day. I've told him to take you out jogging in the morning. What do you think?"
Working out with Wesley was a nightmare to Erica. She stroked her ssy hair and walked past her dad. "I'll go upstairs and freshen up first. Dad, Mom, why don't you eat your breakfast first?" Without waiting for Wesley's response, Erica scurried up the stairs.
Wesley sighed helplessly and explained to Matthew in a serious tone, "Please don't mind that. Rika has always been like this."
"That's all right. Don't worry about ," replied Matthew casually, withdrawing his gaze from his wife.
While Erica was humming a tune and washing her face in the bathroom, Matthew ca in abruptly. Looking at him in the mirror, she asked, "What's up?"
"I just wanted to take a shower," answered Matthew curtly as he cast a glance at her.
"Okay, I'll be done in a minute!" In order to avoid repeating last ti's embarrassing mont, Erica washed her face quickly and ran out of the bathroom.
After a hearty breakfast, Wesley asked Erica and Matthew to go back to Y City.
Looking at Erica, who was very reluctant to leave Ethan, Matthew thoughtfully suggested, "You can bring him back with us."
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