Then, Matthew received a picture of Phoebe's swollen face. There was indeed a clear palm print on her pale face.
Half an hour later, after the department manager finished reporting, he finally texted her back. "Okay, thanks for the info."
Phoebe wasn't happy with his curt reply. She was hoping for more of a resolution.
Matthew came back to the villa around 9-ish like usual. When he walked into the bedroom, he saw Erica sitting at her laptop, working.
Hearing him come in, the girl immediately got to her feet and looked at him nervously.
Her big eyes shifted back and forth, as if she were planning something.
However, Matthew just gave her a quick glance and went to the closet without saying a word. Then he walked into the bathroom.
Half an hour later, he walked out. Having showered the day's dirt away, he was ready to settle in for the night. He wore the robe he fetched from the closet.
When he came out, Erica had already climbed into bed.
Standing by the bed, he looked down at Erica. She was playing with her phone. He cocked an eyebrow and asked indifferently, "I thought we'd try making babies."
Erica's heart pounded rapidly. So, did he want to sleep with her tonight?
She shifted nervously. It was not until then that Matthew noticed that she had just changed into the sexy wine red nightdress Debbie bought her. The way she sat made her even more ravishing, as her sexy legs were revealed by a garment's tendency to ride up.
The man's eyes were filled with desire in an instant, and he felt his male essence coursing through him like a boiling stream. He fought for control, eventually barking out a hoarse "Let's go!"
"Go? How do we do that?" She didn't know what to do first.
Matthew didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "We can start by getting naked." He was amused. His wife was so pure and innocent. She seemed a bit flustered now.
"O-okay." She felt foolish. 'Of course that makes sense, ' she thought. 'Let's get our clothes off.'
Half-kneeling on the edge of the bed, Erica stretched out her hands to untie his night robe.
That went quite smoothly. Soon things progressed naturally, and the two lovers were tangled on the bed.
He was on top of her, nuzzling her neck and drinking deeply from her lips with every kiss. Erica trembled and said in a small voice, "I'm a little... scared..."
Matthew held her hand tightly and whispered, "It's okay. Nothing to be scared of..."
His deep, hoarse voice worked like magic. She relaxed a little.
They lost themselves in each other, and the moment. For a long while, only the sounds of love could be heard.
Some moments later, tears formed in the girl's eyes. There were all sorts of things she was thinking of, and none of them had to do with lovemaking. All sorts of shame and awkwardness about her body, her inexperience. Matthew was no stranger to sex—what if she didn't measure up?
And she began to tense up. Naturally, this caused some pain. She didn't expect the first time to be this painful.
Her nails were deeply embedded in his muscles.
Her tears made his heart ache. He lowered his head and kissed away her tears, comforting her in a low voice, "Just relax, honey. Forget everything for right now!"
Erica wanted to flinch. She put her hands on the man's chest and sobbed, "Just leave me alone. I need to sleep..." Her tone was full of grief.
How could Matthew let her go to sleep right now? If he let her off this time, he might as well be a monk the rest of his life.
He lowered his head and kissed her red lips passionately, cutting her protests short.
The night wore on. When it was dawn, Matthew filled a tub with hot water and carried the sleepy woman into the bathroom.
When he tucked her back in bed, she was already fast asleep. He tidied things up.
It was afternoon before Erica finally opened her eyes. She looked around the bedroom, and found herself alone.
Staring at the ceiling, her mind went blank for a while.
After a bit, she came back to her senses and realized where she was. She was in their bedroom.
Pulling away the quilt, Erica wanted to get out of bed, but the soreness of her body made her fall back onto the mattress again. "Aah—" She winced in pain. What happened to her? Was she in a car accident? Why did every part of her body hurt?
And that was when she remembered the man's gentle words of comfort, and his vigorous motions the night before. It was all coming back to her. Last night, she and Matthew finally made love.
They finally experienced the most magical of nights.
They had been married for three months, and she finally gave herself to him.
So this was what having sex felt like. But this wasn't like it was in novels or on TV. Why was her experience different? Some people said it was the best feeling in the world. That an orgasm was a life-changing experience. But why did she feel as if she was torn apart?
And where was Matthew now? Was he at work, or in the hospital with Phoebe?
But it didn't matter where he was. She needed to go to the hospital later.
Erica didn't know how she managed to leave the bed and get to the bathroom. She eased herself into the tub, wincing most of the time. When she turned on the hot water, she started to relax. She grabbed her phone and texted Matthew. "You're a beast! A beast in human form!"
Last night, he was not human at all. He was like a wolf, a hungry wolf that had been starved for three days! 'No! Make that fifteen days!' He must be a wolf. Otherwise how could she explain how much pain she felt? Every muscle ached.
In the conference room of Theo Group
More than a dozen senior executives from ZL Group and Theo Group were in a meeting, including Sheffield and Matthew. They had been planning to work together to develop a new drug.
Because it involved a hefty amount of capital, Sheffield and Matthew insisted on being there in person.
In the meeting, Sheffield sat back in his chair, his legs outstretched. He listened to Matthew analyzing the plan for the group. Everyone else was just watching Matthew idly. But Sheffield noticed something about Matthew's neck.
His normally perfect neck was now marred by scratches.
Sheffield counted. There were at least seven scratches of different sizes, and two rows of teeth marks partly covered by his collar. He thought Matthew must have had one hell of a wild night.
'Scratching and biting... That sounds like Erica alright, ' he thought playfully. 'Good for him!'
While Matthew was explaining the most important part of the project, his phone buzzed. He gave the room an apologetic look, then fished out his phone. He swiped the screen and saw he had a new text. When he saw the number, he knew who it was from.
After reading the text, the man suddenly smiled.
But it wasn't just a smile, it was full of joy and playfulness and it lit up the entire room. And it gave him an unmistakable glow.
It shocked everyone there.
What were they looking at? They couldn't believe their eyes. The always zombie-faced cold CEO was smiling? Was it possible?
Some of them began to rub their eyes, some covered their hearts, and some opened their mouths wide... Their CEO was so handsome when he smiled that the female staff couldn't breathe.
Even two male executives were charmed by his smile.
Rubbing his chin, Sheffield looked thoughtfully at the mysterious smile on Matthew's face. He looked like he'd just gotten laid. There was no misjudging the way he acted, the smile on his face.
'And he's never had that look before. So, was last night the first time Matthew slept with his wife?
But no! That couldn't be it! They've been married three months! So how could that happen? Maybe there's trouble in paradise?' Sheffield wondered.
The smile on Matthew's face only lasted a few seconds before it disappeared.
He didn't reply to Erica's message and continued to talk about the plan, breaking it down and analyzing it, expounding upon facts and figures his team had figured out.
After taking a shower, Erica went downstairs to the kitchen by elevator to find something to munch on. Fortunately, Matthew had arranged a chef to cook for her, so she wouldn't have to do anything when she woke up.
Without caring about her image, Erica casually leaned over the table, waiting for the chef to bring her the food. As she waited, she took out her phone and went to Weibo. She tapped out a status update: "The pure little sheep was finally eaten by the hungry wolf!"
She was somewhat glum when she read the comments on her post. Within a few minutes, some comments she hated had gotten a lot of likes.
A netizen with the user name Miss Flower commented, "Please! Eat me!"
Another user named Mrs. Xu Post-2000s said, "Mrs Huo, I'm one of the women of Mr. Huo's harem. Come on! Ask your hungry wolf to eat me! Just once!"