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Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife novel Chapter 1406

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"Hey, Rika, don't try to stir things up here. Let me correct you. I don't need to look for a wife every day because I already have the best wife in the world. Got it? Evelyn would make me kneel on a keyboard again if she heard that!" Sheffield made sure to explain himself clearly, even though he knew it was just a joke.

Erica laughed out loud and said, "Perhaps, I should learn from Evelyn and make Matthew kneel on some durian shells in the future. That man needs to know just how powerful I am!"

"That sounds like a great idea, Rika. You have my full support! If you need any help, just let me know!" Sheffield was amused at the idea of Matthew's misery.

In fact, he was dying to see Matthew crying in pain on a pile of durian shells.

When they arrived at the Pearl Villa District, Erica went straight to Sheffield's villa to see her sons, but they were already in bed with Godwin, ready for sleep.

However, the moment they saw Erica, they jumped out of bed in a split second, yelling her name with excitement. "Mommy!"

Gwyneth, who was telling them bedtime stories, helplessly said, "Aunt Rika, they are so naughty when they are together. It's so hard to get them to lie down in bed!"

Erica turned her face towards the boys, glaring at them angrily, and asked, "Have you been naughty again?"

Adkins immediately apologized, "Mom, I'm sorry. I'm going to bed now!"

As soon as he crawled into the bed, the rest of them followed suit and closed their eyes at once, pretending to be asleep.

Gwyneth chuckled and shook her head with amusement. "Aunt Rika, you're the only one who can deal with them so easily. My voice is starting to become hoarse because I have to keep yelling at them."

Erica whispered in her ear, "These kids can be very considerate as well. They will listen to you if you pretend to be aggrieved."

"I see! I think I understand what you mean, Aunt Rika. I'll be sure to try that out next time."

When Erica returned home, she found an empty villa, full of nothing but loneliness. She took out her phone from her pocket and called Matthew. "Honey, are you asleep?"

"No. What's up?"

"Nothing, it just feels very lonely at home without you." All the maids had gone back to their own quarters for the rest of the day, while Erica was hanging from the railings of the staircase, lazily dragging herself up the stairs.

Matthew snorted in amusement and said, "Really? I thought you were having a good time. If I didn't ask Sheffield to go there, you would still be in the bar, wouldn't you?"

"Well, I had no intentions of hiding anything from you. When I got the news about them, you were on a business trip. What was I supposed to do? So, I took some people with me. Nothing happened! Don't worry about me," she said.

"What if something happened to you today? Who am I going to settle accounts with? Gifford? After all, he's the one who gave you the news in the first place," Matthew argued, furiously.

"Please don't blame Gifford. Otherwise, he won't help me anymore!" Erica stood up straight.

However, Matthew was too upset to care. "So what?" The only person he cared about was his wife.

"Matthew, please stop making such a big deal out of it. I promise I won't do anything before you come back, okay?"

Finally, he got what he wanted and he responded with a resounding sigh of relief. "Hmm."

The two had been talking on the phone for almost half an hour, but since Matthew had to deal with some problems at work, he had to hang up.

Erica decided to call it a night and hit the sack, but soon after, she felt a strong pang of pain in her stomach.

She tossed and turned in bed, and finally pressed the buzzer to ask the maid downstairs to bring her a glass of hot water.

After slowly drinking a glass of hot water, Erica realized that it was pointless, because apart from the momentary pain relief, it did nothing else.

She racked her brain, trying to trace back what she had eaten today to see what was causing her stomach to ache so badly.

The more she tried to think, the sleepier she felt. Eventually, Erica's sleepiness helped her to overcome the pain and she fell asleep.

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