Chapter 1382 Her Tears

Erica's actions at the party had gone viral. It wasn't just the guests on the cruise ship who knew this. Everyone knew that Matthew and Erica loved each other very much. Those women who wanted Matthew for themselves were quiet, at least for now.

Late at night

Erica sat up from the bed, stretching, feeling her muscles protest. She quietly got out of bed, trying not to disturb the man lying next to her.

As soon as she opened the door and left the bedroom, the man she left behind opened his eyes.

He picked up his phone and looked at the time. It was half past three in the morning.

He rolled out of bed, put on his pajamas and followed the woman out.

Downstairs, Erica opened the walk-in freezer and walked in.

The fruit in the freezer was already washed. She stuffed a few cherry tomatoes into her mouth and continued to paw through the contents of the freezer.

A few minutes later, she came out with some veggies and frozen shrimp.

"Ahhh!" Erica practically jumped in fright when she walked out of the freezer. There was a man standing in the kitchen. She almost choked on the cherry tomato in her mouth.

Glancing at what she was holding, Matthew asked, "What are you doing?" Actually, he knew very well what she was up to.

The woman wore a thin nightgown, and when she shook her head, her hair swept aside briefly to reveal the love bites on her neck. Swallowing the cherry tomato in her mouth, she answered unhappily, "It's all your fault. You can't seem to keep your hands off me! I can't get dinner, so now I'm hungry!"

Matthew's mind was blown. Well, it was indeed his fault. He neglected that she didn't have dinner tonight. And yeah, it was his fault. They had made love past dinner time, and he forgot to get her anything to eat.

He took the vegetables and frozen shrimp from her hands and asked helplessly, "What do you want?"

"How about some noodles with veggies and shrimp?" she answered.

"That's it?" he asked in disbelief.

Erica popped another cherry tomato in her mouth and nodded, "Yes."

Thinking of the mess she had made of the noodles in Tow Village, he sighed helplessly.

The man tilted his head toward living room and said, "You go and watch TV. Maybe they'll replay one of those palace dramas you love so much."

The woman's eyes lit up. "So you'll cook it for me?"

She hadn't eaten the noodles cooked by him in a long time. She missed the way he cooked them so much!

"Of course." 'Let her cook the noodles? No way! She messed that up last time!'

Since Erica had come back

and, trying her best to smile. "It's been more than three years since you made anything for me. I love the fact that I get to taste your cooking again. It means so much to me that I broke down. That's why I cried."

Frowning, Matthew asked, "Did you cry just because of this?"

"Of course! What else?" Erica asked him in reply. "I'm back where I belong, with my husband and kids. Why would I be sad?" Well, the only thing that she felt sad about was she hadn't avenged Orange yet.

But she knew that she couldn't get too cocky. She needed to take her time and plan.

The man let her hand go and softened his voice as he said, "As long as you don't run away again, you'll get a meal made by yours truly every day."

Erica went to hug him and buried her face in his arm. She took a deep breath and said, "Of course I won't run away. You are so nice to me. I would be a fool if I ran away again."

Matthew breathed a sigh of relief silently. Then he took a good look at her. "Hey, go clean up, willya? Look at my clothes!"

Sure enough, there was a large black stain on his light gray pajamas.

Erica was dumbfounded. She immediately shook off the man's hands and ran into the bathroom. "I didn't mean to.

Sorry!" Watching her running away, the disgust in Matthew's eyes had already turned to tenderness. He loved looking at her, regardless of what condition his clothes were in.

As long as she came back and stayed with him, everything would be fine.

The noodles with seafood he cooked still tasted the same.

When she was full, she took the empty bowl to the kitchen and dutifully put the bowl and chopsticks into the sink.

She turned on the tap and began to wash the dishes.