Take My Breath Away

"Yes, you are too simple. As you grow up, you'll learn that there are too many horrible things in the world! I have to go. I have classes to attend. Catch you later!" Rhea said.

"Okay, bye!"

After the call ended, Erica slipped her phone back into her pocket and went to see Hyatt.

Erica thought Hyatt was silly and pitiful. He didn't dare to stay in A Country and had no other friends in Y City. So, she decided to show him around.

To Erica, Hyatt was like Rhea. And so, Erica treated him as her best friend. But, this male friend of hers was a bit daft, even sillier than her. In comparison, Rhea, who was smart and lively, was more likable.

Erica had promised to take Hyatt for a hot pot meal that evening. As they reached the entrance of the hot pot restaurant, Erica received a phone call. She frowned as she looked at the screen as the number was unfamiliar to her. "Hello, Mrs. Huo, this is Paige Shen."

"Oh, hello. What's up?"

Paige smiled. "Mrs. Huo, Mr. Huo is drunk and can't drive. I have to go to the company to deal with an emergency. Can you come and pick him up?"

"What? But I... " Erica wanted to refuse. After all, she had promised Hyatt an evening of fun and exploration!

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Huo. But it's not appropriate to hand responsibility of Mr. Huo to someone else. We're at the Orchid Private Club now. Please come here as soon as you can. See you later, Mrs. Huo!" Paige hung up without waiting for Erica's answer.

Anxiety coursed through Erica as she stared at her phone screen.

Having heard her end of the conversation, Hyatt, who had been standing nearby, nudged his friend gently. He offered, "Go ahead with your business. I'll take a cab and return to my dormitory. We can eat hot pot another day!"

"Okay," Erica replied with a sigh of resignation. Matthew was her husband, and he needed her. She knew she shouldn't turn down Paige's request. Erica weighed her choices in her mind before she turned to Hyatt and said, "Eat something before you return."

"I'm not hungry. I have been eating since I began shopping with you this afternoon," Hyatt grinned as he reassured Erica. What he had said was true. Even as a little girl, Erica ate whatever food intrigued her, and Hyatt always ate with her. If Erica hadn't s

ightened his embrace.

"Because, because..." She struggled to find an excuse. "Oh, because you've mistaken me for someone else!" she finally blurted out. 'Oh, my God! How sweet he sounded when he called honey and darling.'

Matthew was quiet this time. When she tried to get up again, he raised her chin and kissed her.

Their rapid breathing vanquished the deafening silence in the room.

When she came to her senses, Erica found that Matthew had pinned her on the sofa. No matter how much she struggled, the man didn't seem to stop.

Unable to imagine what would happen next, she panicked. Erica used her hand to block his kiss by her ear, and begged pitifully, "Matthew, look at me! I'm not the girl on your mind. I'm Erica. Erica Li!"

Matthew's eyes fluttered open. Erica, who was under him, looked like a startled deer. There was even a trace of fear in her eyes. When he looked up, he saw that he was holding her hands tightly.

He explained expressionlessly, "I drank too much. I'm sorry."

Erica breathed a sigh of relief and said softly, "It's all right. Let go of me now. I'm here to take you home."

"But..." he continued.

Her nerves were still on edge. "What's wrong?" It didn't help that he was still on top of her and holding her tightly.

Matthew lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "I got drunk and lost control over my body and my consciousness. But I want to do it with you. Why not here?"

Then he kissed her again.

Erica was so shocked that she wanted to curse.