Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

"Don't worry about it too much. After all, you have my dad as your backer. If Rika gets too troublesome for you, you can always ask Dad to punish her for you!" Gifford comforted his brother-in-law.

'Punish Erica? No, that's not what I want.

I want Rika to forgive me on her own or else what would be the point?' Matthew thought to himself.

Joshua poured himself a glass of whisky and took a few sips before saying, "Sheffield is right. The time and place are important factors that you must consider in these cases. My advice is to put your dignity aside and throw a durian and a keyboard on the floor in the living room in front of everyone and let Rika make the decision when Uncle Wesley and his family come to Y City to celebrate the New Year."

Sheffield knew what was on Joshua's mind so he decided to play along. He continued, "That's when we'll all persuade Rika together. She's definitely not going to turn down a room full of people, right?"

"Rika is not that unreasonable. She will definitely save your face. So this matter can be over!" said Joshua.

Raising an eyebrow at Joshua, Matthew asked, "Do you have any idea who Rika is?"

"What?" Joshua was confused.

Matthew flicked the cigarette between his two fingers and said, "When my wife gets angry, she won't even think twice about making me kneel on a keyboard at the entrance of the company!"

Joshua was rendered speechless, eyes widened with shock. Matthew was right. After all, Erica was not an ordinary girl.

Sheffield thought for a while and said, "Matthew, then you should be praying for yourself, my friend. I think it's time to accept that there's not going to be an easy way out of this!"

Gifford looked at the men in the room in disbelief. "Hold on! Aren't you guys blowing this out of proportion? Erica is not like that at all. Let me tell you something, Matthew. Don't listen to Sheffield. Just because he always ends up kneeling on the keyboard, he wants you suffer the same experience. He is not helping you at all."

"Hey, hey, Gifford, you better watch what you're saying?" Sheffield stared at the man discontentedly.

Ignoring him, Gifford continued, "In my opinion, if Erica gets too stubborn, just tell my dad. I promise my father will subdue her with one move, and if he can't, he'll definitely do it in two moves. Anyway, Dad will find a way to make her forgive you."

Matthew took another drag from his cigarette, as he let their suggestions pass from one ear and out through the other. "Thanks guys, but I don't think any of those suggestions are going to be helpful."

"Do you have a better way?"

"Yes."

"What? Tell us."

suddenly revealed a mysterious smirk, which was out of character from his usual

it sound like we're all single over here!"

responding to him, Matthew asked Gifford, "When are you going to give your wife an actual

on his face and he wondered what this had to do with him. "A wedding? What

you ever thought of giving her an actual wedding ceremony?" Matthew enunciated every word slowly in a

at all, like Matthew, knew he should give his wife a grand wedding. Gifford was not a fool. Why didn't he think of giving his wife a

didn't have a

was his way of

word "wedding" got carved into Gifford's mind.

and Gifford showed

in the back yard and

evening when Matthew's wife finally came

saw Matthew, she was stunned. "When

and observed her expression carefully. "I came with

kitchen. Her facial expression changed as she complained, "I went

it was Matthew who was stunned. 'Doesn't she know that Michel is temporarily imprisoned? But how could she not know the news?' he thought. He quietly whispered in her ear, "Let's

turned red in an instant. "Go away! Don't think

Erica admired Matthew very much because as a man with his insatiable sexual appetite, he hadn't had sex with her for more than two months during the time she was injured.

she was healthy again, the man couldn't hold his urges

his arms and admitted his thoughts. "Since you already know, let's go back to your

way! Let go of me! The maid will

between them, they failed to notice Colman. He was on the staircase in silence, putting his hand over his mouth to stop himself from laughing, but in the end, his

in the living room looked upstairs at the same time in confusion. Erica quickly slapped off Matthew's hand and

hand and went upstairs. "So what?

being intimate with my

the second floor, Colman ran to them and asked, "Dad,

Why don't you go