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Erica didn't mind if she couldn't get an answer out of Matthew. She shot a fierce look at Phoebe, and if looks could kill, the pregnant woman would be lying on the floor. "I wanted you here to tell you in person Matthew is mine. Anything you had in the past stays there—in the past. If you don't want to raise the kid after it pops out, we'll help you raise it. Don't come here again. Or I swear I'll make you pay. I'm rich, so it's easy for me to get someone to mix contraceptives in your food. That'll fuck up your endocrine system and stop your period. You'll know what menopause feels like early. Don't believe me? Try me."
This time, Phoebe's belly really ached. Would Erica really poison her like this? She was more vicious than Phoebe had given her credit for. She shuddered uncontrollably.
As soon as she opened her mouth and was about to ask Matthew for help, Erica interrupted. She shouted at her, eyes wide open in an unsettling gaze. "Don't look at my husband! Why ask him for help? He's my husband! Even if he doesn't love me, the Huo family will back me up. He has to spoil me. Right, Matthew?"
The girl seemed upset. Matthew decided that discretion was the better part of valor, so he deferred to her this time. He held her in his arms and nodded obediently.
The man who had always been cold and aloof around Phoebe actually nodded after hearing what Erica had said. It was hard for her to accept. She nodded awkwardly and took a deep breath to maintain her composure.
"I need to go to the hospital. Paige doesn't need to go. I'll just have the driver take me!" she said in a hoarse voice.
After Phoebe found a ride to the hospital, Erica was instantly relieved and muttered in a low voice, "If I had known that she was that annoying, I wouldn't have bothered to claim my status as the hostess." She was so angry that her stomach ached.
Matthew picked up the bag beside him and said, "She was going to give this to you. That's why she was here."
"What's that?"
"Open it."
Erica opened the bag and found it was the things she thought were awesome at the auction yesterday. "Why did she give them to me? This is too much. You put her up to this, didn't you?"
"I asked her to give them to you," Matthew answered honestly.
The girl's bad mood was alleviated a little. "I figured. How did you know which ones I wanted?" she asked.
Matthew didn't explain himself, but comforted her instead. "Don't be too angry. It's bad for your health."
"Well, I see!" Erica was in a good mood, so she didn't give him any backtalk.
In the afternoon, Erica went to the college. If Hyatt hadn't told her, she wouldn't have known that Kaitlyn and Luther had switched to another college.
"Why did they transfer?" She looked at Hyatt in confusion.
Hyatt told her, "Everyone says it's because Kaitlyn and Luther pissed you off, and Mr. Huo taught them a lesson. I don't know if it's true."
"Really?" 'Matthew never brought it up. Oh, wait, that's right... He knew I was framed. But he never told me he'd deal with it. Was it really because of Matthew?' she wondered.
In order to find out the truth, Erica sent a message to Matthew asking, "What did you do to Kaitlyn?"
"Owen handled it. I don't know the particulars," he texted back.
It was obvious that he didn't want to tell her.
'Well, I'd better go home and ask him face to face!'
After she had attended two afternoon classes, it was getting cold and dark. The weather forecast called for heavy rain tonight. Erica shivered in the cold. She was going to grab a bite to eat with Hyatt. Preferably something to warm her up.
As soon as she walked out of the school gate, she received a phone call. She didn't recognize the number. "Hello?"
"Erica, it's me, Julianna."
Erica's mood was as gloomy as the weather at the moment when she found out who was on the other end of the line. "What's up?" she asked coldly.
"I need to talk to you. It's about Tessie."
"I don't want to hear it." She didn't want to talk about Tessie now. Matthew had sent someone to figure out what exactly had happened to Tessie. She'd know the truth soon enough, and didn't need to talk to Julianna.
Julianna sneered, "You're such a bitch. You've done so many shitty things, and now you don't even want to hear about Tessie. What's the matter? Afraid?"
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