True Love Waits novel Chapter 1247

The remaining comments were similar. 'Oh, my God!' Erica was so unsettled that she deleted the post in a hurry. It wasn't until then that she realized how many women coveted her husband!

What did Matthew do when he went out? How could he be so skilled at seducing women?

After the late lunch, Erica slowly made her way toward her car. Even though her legs were sore, she intended to visit the hospital.

At the hospital

Since the Su family members had just left, Phoebe, who was exhausted, closed her eyes, and the maid tasked with caring for her, settled in a chair.

Erica pushed the door and entered without knocking.

Surprised by the unannounced visitor, the maid jumped from her seat and asked, "Who are you?"

A charming smile lit up Erica's face as she pointed at the woman in the bed. "I'm here to see your lady."

"Oh!" the maid nodded. She glanced at the young woman again. Why did she feel as though this woman was familiar?

'Isn't she here to see a patient? Why did she come empty-handed?' the maid wondered.

Erica ignored the maid's puzzled gaze and sat on the chair beside the bed. As she was in no hurry to wake Phoebe, she quietly observed the woman.

Phoebe's face had lost its pink hue because of the blood loss and the surgery. Her eyes were closed, her breath was weak, and her lips were pale.

She was dressed in a hospital gown, and her slender arms, dull like her complexion, rested by her side. Her manicured fingers indicated that she was indeed from a wealthy family.

The sleeping woman woke, perhaps because she sensed someone's intent gaze. As soon as Phoebe turned, she saw Erica sitting by her side.

Her eyes flew wide open, and she became attentive. A trace of suspicion shone in her gaze as she questioned, "What are you doing here?"

"What am I doing?" Erica pouted so that Phoebe's attention would be drawn to her red lips. Before she came to the hospital, she asked a makeup artist to apply light makeup. Then, she contrasted it with tomato-red lip gloss. Her smile made her look more radiant.

In fact, she didn't know how she managed to walk into the hospital after getting out of the car. Thanks to Matthew, her legs were still trembling, and it was difficult for her to walk straight.

Irrespective of her discomfort, she had to share the news with Phoebe. Even if she had been unable to walk, she would have come in a wheelchair to show off to this woman!

Erica untied the silk scarf around her neck, fanned her hand as though it were hot, and said, "Why is it so stuffy in the ward? Is it going to rain today?"

Phoebe's gaze was drawn to the marks on Erica's neck. Her breath caught in her throat when she realized what they were.

Hickeys of various sizes on the woman's neck made it obvious what Matthew and Erica had done at home last night while Phoebe was alone in the hospital.

She grabbed the sheet tightly, and hatred filled her eyes. But she tried not to show any emotions. "What do you mean?"

"What do I mean?" Since a maid was in the ward with them, Erica was careful not to say anything of significance. By untying her scarf and exposing the marks on her neck, she had achieved her goal. Satisfaction coursed through her as she retied the scarf around her neck. With a charming smile, she said, "I'm here to tell you that Matthew doesn't care about you or the baby he made with you! While you suffered in the hospital, my husband and I spent the whole night sharing our bodies. How do you feel, Miss Su?"

Phoebe's face distorted as anger and indignation surged through her. She screeched, "Get out! You are not welcome here!"

The maid also frowned at Erica's odd behavior. "What are you doing here? Can't you see that Miss Su has not recovered yet?"

The smile on Erica's face became brighter and wider. She deliberately provoked, "Yes, I know she's sick, and that's why I came here to show off. Your lady is arrogant and dares to covet my husband."

Shock reflected on the maid's face when she heard the accusation. She hadn't known why Erica had behaved the way she did until this moment. Now, she saw Phoebe in a different light.

Just then, the door to the ward swung open again.

A man exuding an aristocratic aura stood in the doorway. The long black overcoat he wore above his dark blue suit and new dark leather shoes impressed on everyone that he was rich and had good taste.