Chapter 1149 Matthew's Term

A minute later, Erica sat down at the table again and started to eat the noodles with chopsticks.

"This sausage tastes really good, but why is it white?" she asked.

Matthew put the pot he had used to cook the noodles under the tap and explained, "It's called a weisswurst, made from minced pork and veal, flavored with parsley, lemon and other natural ingredients." A weisswurst was a traditional Bavarian sausage which literally translated to white sausage because of its white-colored skin.

"Did you use the oven to roast it again?"

"Yes, I did," he said, putting away the dishes he had just washed.

Erica ate with satisfaction, gulping down her food without pausing to breathe. "I didn't expect you to be such a good cook!"

Her words of praise made him smile, but as she continued to eat another mouthful, she said something that made him want to give her a good beating!

"You know what they say, the way to a woman's heart is through her stomach. Did Paige fall in love with your cooking before she fell in love with you?" 'Wow! This tastes amazing!' She was completely enamored by his cooking, even though totally oblivious of his mood.

He watched her put a shrimp into her mouth and chew it happily.

Matthew walked over to the table and sat across her. "If I want a woman, all I need to do is call her. I don't have to cook for anyone."

"Wow! You've got a lot of confidence! But, I guess you're right. You're handsome and rich. You're in good shape and great at cooking. You're the whole package! I'm starting to feel a little reluctant to let you go back to another woman." Although, Matthew had a bad temper, he was everything a woman could ask for in a man!

Matthew said calmly, "That's not something you can control."

"You are right about that too!"

Erica took another mouthful and suddenly something important popped into her mind. She asked the man sitting opposite to her, "Don't you want some?"

"Thanks, but no."

She held the bowl to his face and brought some noodles to his mouth. "Seriously! This is too good! Come on, have some."

Erica added one more dish to her list of favorite foods—Matthew's seafood noodles.

Casting a glance at the noodles on her chopsticks, he refused decisively. "I know what it tastes like. Just help yourself!"

"Okay! Oh, didn't you say that ham tasted good when cooked with tomatoes? How come you co

sh this, I'm going to call my father and tell him that you're wasting food! Will you eat it or not?"

After a short pause, he said, "I can eat it if you want."

Her eyes lit up. "Really?"

"Well, come here!"

She walked forward and sat beside him. "Okay, I'm here. What next?"

He lowered his head and whispered into her ear, "Feed it to me."

"No problem!" She had just fed him a date and a cherry, what did she have to lose by feeding him cantaloupe? Absolutely nothing!

"And, I want two kisses for every bite I take."

"What! Are you? I...I... You're being impossible!" She rolled her eyes at him as she didn't find his ambitious request funny.

Raising his eyebrows, Matthew said, "Well, if you're not going to play along then I'm not eating either. I'll call your father and tell him how his dear daughter is wasting food..." With that, he unlocked his cell phone and tapped on the contact list. It seemed as though he really was going to make a call.

Erica's eyes shot up with bewilderment because she knew her father very well. If she and Matthew called him at the same time, Wesley would undoubtedly believe Matthew over her.

Without wasting another second, Erica snatched the phone from Matthew's hand and threw it onto the sofa. She brought a piece of cantaloupe to his lips and said, "Fine! I'll do it. It's not like I haven't kissed you before. Just eat this first!"

Matthew smiled and ate the piece of cantaloupe.

When he swallowed the fruit in his mouth, he raised his eyebrows at her, indicating that it was her turn to keep her side of the bargain!