Chapter 1170 A Mystery About A Girl
Erica was shocked to hear Matthew's question. "What? You've never heard of Liuzhou river snails rice noodles*?"(*TN: Liuzhou river snails rice noodles is the most famous local delicacy of Liuzhou, Guangxi, China.) Erica held his face in her palms and added, "That's so sad. Let's go. I'll take you out for some smelly, yummy river snails rice noodles. Trust me, the first taste will keep you coming back for more!"
Matthew had already lost his appetite when he heard the word "smelly." He grabbed Erica's hand as she was pulling him up, and stopped her. "Let's just eat at home!"
Erica smiled innocently and said, "I'm too embarrassed to ask you to cook for me."
Matthew hid his gritted teeth behind a cheerful facade and said, "It would be my honor to be Mrs. Huo's cook."
"I'm flattered, Mr. Huo,"
Erica replied with a grin on her face.
In A Country
The next morning after talking to Matthew on the phone, Wesley had someone look into the files of the Obstetrics and Gynecology department in a private hospital in A Country. Unfortunately, his contact couldn't find any files with Erica's medical record. In fact, much to their surprise, there wasn't even a single trace of Erica in any other department.
While Erica was eating hot and sour rice noodles in Matthew's office, Wesley went to the office of the private hospital's president. He showed the man the original copy of the colored ultrasound report Erica had shown him and Blair when she had announced her pregnancy to them.
The president was an old man, who adjusted his glasses, looked at the colored ultrasound report and asked Wesley curiously, "Wesley, you didn't know about it?"
Wesley found the man's question to be pointless. If Wesley had known about it, why would he be standing there in his office?
After getting no response from Wesley, the old president of the hospital paused to think for a while and then said, "Erica told me that you asked her to come to me for a fake colored ultrasound report. I didn't think to interrogate her because she said it was urgent."
The old president had a good relationship with Baldwin. In fact, he had watched Erica grow up with his own eyes. When Erica mentioned Wesley's name, he acted at once without even thinking about anything else.
There was, however, a doubt in his heart as to why a child would want a fake colored ultrasound report, but it wasn't enough to change his mind.
As he looked at Wesley's livid face, the president soon realized that Wesley must have been deceived by his daughter.
Thinking back to that day, the old president realized that Erica's excuse had many loopholes in it, but he just didn't think too much of it bac
ore rebellious she will be, okay?"
"It's better to be rebellious. At least then, she won't be bullied by others when we are not at her side."
Wesley was deeply impressed by Matthew's words. Once again, he felt assured that marrying Erica to Matthew was the right choice.
Suffice it to say, he was deeply pleased with his son-in-law!
After hanging up, Matthew put his phone away to wash his hands so he could continue cutting the vegetables. Suddenly, he noticed Erica standing next to the kitchen counter, staring at him with one hand rubbing her chin curiously.
He asked, "What's up?"
"Who were you talking to? Why do you sound so happy?" All Erica heard before Matthew hung up was the man saying goodbye to someone.
Matthew remained silent while he turned on the tap and washed his hands. Then he answered, "I've uncovered a mystery."
"What mystery?" Erica's interest was piqued.
He deliberately pretended to be vague. "A mystery about a girl!"
"A girl? Which girl? Do I know her?"
"Take a guess!"
'Guess?' Erica pouted, quickly becoming disenchanted with this game. Just as she had opened her mouth to say something, her phone rang in her pocket. "Mom?"
It was Blair.
"Rika, what are you doing?"
"I'm waiting for dinner!" Erica sounded bored when she replied.
"I have something to tell you. Listen carefully."
"I'm listening!"
"Have you and Matthew slept together yet?"
'Huh?' Erica blinked her eyes curiously. "Yes, I have. We sleep in the same bed every night."
Meanwhile, Matthew was alerted by Erica's answer.
"That's not what I asked. I mean..." Blair got a little frustrated, sensing her daughter's confusion. Needless to say, she felt embarrassed to talk to her daughter about this topic. "Have you and Matthew done it yet?"