Take My Breath Away

That night when Matthew arrived home, it was eleven o'clock and he sensed that something was wrong the moment he opened the door.

The lights in the living room were switched off, but the 100-inch TV was still on. It was playing a movie—a scary one. On the screen, the black and white messengers from the hell were talking to a ghost with long hair and dressed in white, standing by a decrepit tomb.

"Your soul has been hovering here for six years. It's time you return to the world of the living!" The black and white messengers spoke in harmony.

The ghost floating in the air started crying, but instead of tears, there was blood in her eyes. "But I haven't seen my husband. I cannot leave yet! I won't leave!"

"This time it is not up to you!"

Just when the black and white messengers were about to capture the female ghost, another ghost, seemingly male, with a green-colored face and sharp teeth rushed out from nowhere.

The woman on the sofa clutched the cushion in her hand tightly as the noise from the TV blared intensely. She kept reciting "Amitabha" in her mind while her eyes remained glued to the screen.

"You..."

said the man abruptly, as he stood next to her. Frightened out of her wits, Erica screamed at the top of her lungs and jumped to her feet. "Ahhhh!"

When she recognized the man in front of her, she screamed for another three seconds before she finally stopped.

Matthew was rendered speechless. She had the courage to stay up late to watch a horror movie with the lights turned off, but was so frightened of seeing another person. Why was that?

Erica immediately picked up the remote control and turned on the lights in the living room. Almost instantly, the living room became as bright as day.

With a pale expression on her face, she stuttered, "When...did you get back?"

"Just now."

"Why didn't you say anything?" Needless to say, she was still a bit shaken up.

The living room of Matthew's villa was enormous to say the least. After she closed the door, shut the curtains and turned off all the lights, the whole place fell into darkness. It was perfect for watching a horror movie.

Matthew rolled his eyes at her. He had just come back and all he wanted to do was say "hi" to her. "You know, we have a projector on the fourth floor, right?" he said. He was talking about the entertainment room, where the sound system and atmosphere were designed specifically for the enjoyment of movies.

Erica shivered. "I know about the entertainment room, but the thought of watching a horror movie there seemed more frightening. I prefer the living room."

Casting an indifferent glance at the girl squatting down on the couch, he said, "Carry on and enjoy the movie then."

He turned around to go upstairs.

Wh

airs for Matthew if he hadn't been out of the loop for a while now.

Matthew hung up the phone without saying another word.

Debbie was so anxious she was like an ant on a hot pan. She immediately called Wesley and Blair to apologize to them. Although Blair had repeatedly said that there was nothing to worry about, Debbie couldn't help feeling sorry.

After all, it was a custom for a newlywed couple to go back to the bride's home together on the third day after the wedding. How could Matthew let his newlywed wife go back alone? It was utterly disrespectful to his parents-in-law!

"I guess Erica is on her way to A Country now. What should we do? This is so embarrassing," Debbie said anxiously.

After a moment's consideration, Carlos said, "I'll go and bring Matthew back."

Unfortunately, the old man couldn't find his son anywhere. Not in the headquarters, the branch office or his villa.

When Carlos tried calling his number, he found that Matthew's phone had been switched off. Infuriated, Carlos found himself shaking in anger and thinking about disowning his son.

In A Country

When Erica showed up at the high-speed train station dragging her luggage, she immediately spotted Gifford in his military uniform. He was so eye-catching, even from a distance. A young girl had gone up to him and asked for his WeChat account.

The look of seriousness on his face and the look of disappointment on the girl's indicated that he had refused to comply with her request.

As Erica watched the girl walk away, she approached her brother and said, "Is that why you've been single for more than thirty years?"

Taking the suitcase from her hand, Gifford gently tapped her on head with his knuckles. "Don't talk nonsense. But hey, this is the first time I've seen a bride come back to her parents' home without her husband."