True Love Waits novel Chapter 1294

Erica looked at her husband, her face pale. "Matthew, why are you holding your chest? Are you hurt?" she asked nervously.

Sheffield's eyes widened in disbelieve. His fists never made contact with Matthew's chest or anywhere near it! "Rika, don't trust him!" he yelled desperately. 'Matthew! You are such a scheming man!' thought Sheffield.

Erica was pissed. Matthew's face was twisted in pain; he looked very uncomfortable, and yet Sheffield was still trying to sow discord between them. She held Matthew's arm and glared at Sheffield. "Sheffield, don't deny it! You are making me really angry!" she threatened.

Matthew's eyes were filled with mischief.

Erica noticed nothing, but Sheffield saw it clearly. He was, once again, being accused of something he hadn't done, yet he had no way to prove his innocence. "Okay, okay. Take him for a CT scan, Rika, just in case my punch has damaged his rib or something," he mocked.

Erica gasped and held on to Matthew tightly. "So, you admit it! How dare you hit my husband! Sheffield, if I see you bully Matthew again, I will definitely tell Dad about this!" She knew that Sheffield was terrified of Carlos, and used his name to threaten the poor man.

This time, Matthew really did feel a pang in his chest—he tried his best to control his laughter, or his wife would find out that he was lying.

Sheffield sighed and hit his forehead. "Rika, do you really think that I am the kind of person who would bully others casually?" he asked Erica in an attempt to restore his good impression.

Erica was a little stunned. Before she could change her mind or think any further, Matthew distracted her. He said softly, "Rika, I'm not feeling good. Help me to my office."

His words successfully distracted her attention from Sheffield. She held his arm and said, "Come on. Be careful. Slowly!"

"Okay, honey."

Sheffield watched as the scheming man led the innocent woman back to the office, arm in arm.

Matthew was so good at deceiving Erica!

The employees had witnessed everything that had transpired among the three of them. When Sheffield passed by the secretary department, Owen tried his best to hold back his laughter and told the defeated man, "Mr. Tang, goodbye!"

Sheffield glanced at him gloomily. He couldn't help asking, "Is he always so scheming?"

Owen almost burst into laughter. "No, no, no! Mr. Huo is a good man."

'Even if he does scheme, he only targets his enemies, not us, ' he added inwardly.

Sheffield had nothing to say.

In the CEO's office

Erica carefully sat Matthew down on the sofa. Her heart ached so much for him that her eyebrows were almost knitted together. "Sheffield said that you need a CT scan. How about we go to the hospital right away?"

Matthew was amused. Sheffield couldn't deal him a punch in the first place, and even if he had, he wouldn't have had to go to the hospital for a CT scan for such a trivial thing. Sheffield had only said that to mock Matthew. "No need, I'm feeling much better now," he said.

"Oh, really? That's great! Aren't you two good friends? Why were you fighting?" Erica asked as she picked up a glass and poured some warm water into it.

When she walked back to him, Matthew's eyes were smiling. 'She is so caring, ' he thought happily. When he was about to reach for the glass, Erica sat next to him and drank the water herself.

Matthew was dumbfounded, not to mention, instantly distressed.

Erica had come to ZL Group in a hurry after receiving Matthew's message. She was thirsty and tired when she reached, and she had to stop their fight as well. She was parched. She waited for Matthew's reply, but he stayed silent. "What is it? Is it something you can't tell me?"

"No, it's nothing like that," Matthew said, clearing his head. "He deserved it."

"What do you mean?" 'What kind of reason is that?' she wondered. "Anyway, if he ever hits you again, you should fight back. Don't let him off so easy!" Matthew was good at martial arts too. If Sheffield had punched him, it could have only been because he had let him. 'Matthew is just too kind to fight back, ' she thought to herself.

Matthew was in a better mood now. "Yes, ma'am."

Looking at the empty glass in her hand, she suddenly realized. "Do you need some water too?"

'Finally, huh?' Matthew rolled his eyes. "No, thanks." He was already disappointed.

"Okay," Erica said with a shrug. She put down the glass and asked, "So, why did you ask me to come here?"