Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife novel Chapter 1285

Once he figured out Erica was crying over twelve billion dollars, Wesley thought that she was just making trouble out of nothing. Where would a girl like Erica get twelve billion?

Wesley opened his mouth to sort her out, but Matthew hurried to interrupt him. "Dad, Mom, it's really my fault this time."

Blair felt sorry for Erica. After all, the girl was beside herself with grief, but she also felt sorry for Matthew. The man was always taking the blame for things. "Don't blame yourself, Matthew. I think she's blowing things out of proportion."

Matthew nodded but proceeded to apologize gracefully and sincerely. "Rika, I'm sorry. It's all my fault," he said.

Wesley patted Erica's back and tried to calm her down. "There, there. Matthew's apologized to you. You don't need to cry anymore! If you keep crying, that's on you!"

Erica anxiously explained, "Dad, no. It's really on him..."

"Yeah, Rika's right. It's all my bad." Matthew came over and pulled her into his arms. He apologized again, "I'm sorry. Please don't cry."

Yvette already had a hunch something was wrong. Erica was acting weird in the supermarket earlier, and it got worse when they came back home. She asked in confusion, "What happened? You've been all weirded out since we got back from the supermarket. So, Rika—what's going on?"

Matthew answered for her, "Don't blame Rika, Yvette. And it's kind of awkward. Just know that I'm the one to pin it on."

Seeing him defending his wife all this time, Yvette nodded and just decided to drop it.

Gifford picked his ear casually and told Erica, "Look at Matthew. He's completely cool with this. Stop crying. It's the middle of the night, for Chrissake? You're crying like a pig in the slaughterhouse! I'm pretty sure our neighbors know by now."

When she heard this, Erica glared at her brother, eyes red from crying. She wanted to skin him alive. "Who are you calling a pig? Dad, look, even my brother is mean to me." And the waterworks started once more.

They had almost snapped her out of it. Now, thanks to Gifford, Erica was crying all over again. Wesley was so angry he kicked his son's leg and asked sternly, "A pig? Seriously? She's your sister!"

Gifford wanted to avoid the kick, but he knew that would just cause more trouble. He stood there and took it like a man.

He felt so frustrated. He was a colonel, and a 33-year-old man. Yet, somehow, he was still like a little kid being disciplined by his father. "I was comparing shit. I wasn't calling her a pig!" He just felt that Erica's crying fit was just her being a drama queen.

However, he didn't know that he'd pissed anyone off. But it was more than that, he angered everyone. Even Matthew cast a cold glance at Gifford and said, "Rika has good reason to cry. Let her." 'Comparing my wife to a pig! What in the world were you thinking? If anyone needs a lesson, it's you, ' Matthew thought.

The young colonel was speechless. 'Well, forget it.'

Fighting the urge to slap Erica to end her hysteria, Blair tried persuading again, "Alright, simmer down! How old are you? You're still acting like a child. Work it out with Matthew. He's been apologizing to you." The aging mother felt Erica was becoming more and more childish, acting like a spoiled brat.

"Mom, you don't know what you're talking about! I can't forgive him." Erica stopped crying and answered decisively, her eyes as red as a rabbit's.

'Can't forgive Matthew? So she's going to keep causing problems?' Wesley thought, then glanced at his daughter expressionlessly. "Rika, your mother is right. Start giving a little!"

"That's right. Matthew, take Rika back to the bedroom and have a good talk. I think she'll understand." As she said this, Yvette pushed her sister towards Matthew.

Yvette's push brought them almost nose to nose. Erica lost her balance and fell into Matthew's waiting arms.

"Okay, thank you, Yvette. We'll have a good talk."

Since Matthew had been apologizing the whole time and his attitude was very sincere, Erica was the one they started harping on by the time everything was said and done.

Blair sighed heavily. "Damn it! Matthew's a great guy. Stop making a scene. Go to bed!" After saying that, she not only pushed them inside the bedroom, but also closed the door behind them.