Take My Breath Away

"Just go to sleep!" Wesley demanded.

Blair didn't say anything upon hearing what her husband told their daughter.

After hanging up, Erica went back to the bedroom, clutching her phone in her hand.

When she walked in, Matthew's attention was on his phone. "Why don't you go ahead and get some sleep if you've got nothing else to do. I have an important meeting in the morning," he said coldly and put his phone away.

'Really? Does he mean that I can sleep now?' Erica wondered, hesitating with each step she took before getting into the bed.

Just as she had expected, the newly married couple slept in the same bed, but dreamed different dreams.

Being a bride was a lot of work, and Erica felt completely depleted after a busy day. She closed her eyes, about to drift into sleep when Matthew's phone started vibrating on the bedside table.

Having realized this, Matthew looked at Erica and whispered, "Sorry!" Then, he answered the phone and continued, "Hello?"

"Matthew..."

Much to his chagrin, the voice of a woman crying was so loud, Matthew couldn't avoid frowning as he got out of the bed and put on his slippers. "Just tell me what's going on," he muttered.

The woman on the other end of the line said something, but Erica couldn't make out what she was saying. After hanging up, Matthew went to the walk-in closet without saying anything.

He was in a hurry and looked quite serious, implying the urgency of the situation—something bad must have happened to the woman.

Two minutes later, he walked back into the bedroom, all dressed up. It was not until then that he realized there was another person in the room with him. Standing on the edge of the bed, he looked down at Erica, whose eyes were wide with puzzlement. "I have some urgent business to deal with. Don't wait up for me, you should go to sleep."

"Oh, okay." Erica had no qualms with that arrangement. In fact, she would like nothing more than to sleep alone. The call from that woman was like a blessing in disguise for which Erica felt deeply grateful.

She assumed that the woman must be the goddess who shone like the purest moonlight in Matthew's heart. 'That woman is something else! The way she made Matthew leave his newlywed wife on their wedding night is truly amazing!' Erica marveled at the thought of the unknown woman.

With a solemn look at her, Matthew said nothing more and left the bedroom.

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velyn, Mom, I'll go have breakfast then." Erica walked to the dining room.

Debbie tagged along with the housemaid and brought her the breakfast.

Erica was okay with the housemaid bringing her the breakfast. That was her job. However, Erica was taken aback when she saw Debbie doing so, and she stood up instantly to take the porridge from her hands. "Thank you, Mom. You didn't have to do that!"

Debbie sat across Erica, and upon sensing her nervousness, she comforted her, "Don't be so formal around me. After all, you're my daughter-in-law and I'll treat you like my own daughter from now on. This is your home. Do you understand?"

Erica was deeply moved by Debbie's kindness. She would have thanked Debbie for treating her better than her own mother, if Debbie hadn't just asked her not to be so courteous. As such, she simply nodded and said, "Okay."

Debbie propped her hand against her chin and looked at the girl eating breakfast. The way she looked at Erica showed how fond she was of her daughter-in-law. "Rika, I want to tell you something."

"Yes, of course. What is it?" Erica was intrigued.

"Eat your food first, or it will get cold. Matthew went out last night, didn't he?"

'Huh? How does she know that?' Erica nodded absent-mindedly, chewing the dumpling in her mouth. "Yes, he did."

"I hope you don't take this the wrong way. His best friend, Nathan, was in a car accident on the way back from the airport last night," Debbie explained. That was the reason why Matthew left his wife alone on their wedding night. And Debbie came to explain the situation to her in the morning.