Take My Breath Away

The moment Matthew appeared, his menacing aura made the man's arrogance deflate. With a better attitude, the man asked, "Who are you? Why do you care? She can't even drive. Why are you continuing to argue—"

The man immediately shut his mouth and looked away when he met Matthew's cold stare.

Matthew walked over to Erica and held her in his arms. Then he shot an icy glare at the middle-aged man and said flatly, "This is my wife. And you are the one that bumped into her. Don't you have brakes? My wife was driving at 20mph, and you still bumped into her car. Whose fault is that? Stand there and wait for my assistant. He'll be here soon."

After saying that, Matthew ignored him. Instead, he turned to look at the younger man beside him and said, "So, based on what you told my wife, I think I should pay for your car." Matthew pulled out his checkbook and scrawled something on a check. Then he tore it out and handed it to the young man. "Three million should cover it. You can leave, if you want."

The young man looked at the check in shock. He reached for it timidly and checked the amount. One zero, two zeros, three zeros... It was indeed three million!

His car was worth 2.4 million dollars. He could make six hundred grand out of this. That would be totally awesome!

He kissed the check out of glee. "Okay! Thank you!" The boy took the check and left without hesitation.

When he saw this, the owner of the Volkswagen had misgivings about how he acted. If he'd just taken the money and left, he'd be fine. Now he wished he had been nicer. Things would have gone better for him.

Owen Jian, Matthew's personal assistant, arrived very soon, faster than the officials with the insurance company. He also brought a lawyer with him.

He trotted over to Matthew and said, "Mr. and Mrs. Huo, the car's ready. You can go home if you want. I've got this."

Matthew reminded him, "I solved the problem with the Mercedes owner. This man owns the VW. Be careful."

When he heard that, Owen Jian was confused for a second, and then he got his boss' point. "Okay, Mr. Huo. Don't worry." Clearly, the middle-aged man had offended Mr. Huo.

Casting a cold glance at the middle-aged man, Matthew left, holding Erica in his arms.

They walked over to a shiny black car. It was a Bentley Flying Spur, a high-end luxury car. The driver held the doo

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

"So..." Matthew took two steps forward and asked, "Hyatt is close to you, but not your husband?"

He didn't forget what she had just said. She was going to eat hot pot with Hyatt.

"Of course. I've known Hyatt for seven years. We always have fun together. You and I, on the other hand, haven't gotten on that well. We only started getting along the day we got married." They had only been married a few days.

'So? We haven't been together that long.' The phone call she had taken on their wedding night came back to his mind. "So you wanted to marry him? But you had another guy's baby, and decided to marry me."

"Yes!" She didn't deny it. That was exactly how it looked.

Suddenly, Matthew grabbed her by the ankle. She turned around and found that he had already changed his clothes. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he was cradling her ankle and examining it carefully. His face betrayed no expression, but he just said in a cold tone, "Do you like Hyatt that much?"

"I like him a lot. If I hadn't married you, I would have married him!" she said deliberately, just to piss him off.

Matthew loosened his grip on her ankle and said slowly, "Do you know that not everyone can be your soul mate and grow old with you? Some people help you grow up, while some live with you their whole lives, while some are there one day, and gone the next—they become part of your memories."

"So what?" What was he trying to say?

"So..." Looking at her, Matthew said, "Ethan's father is the one to help you grow up, and Hyatt is here today, gone tomorrow, and I..."