Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

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.

his head toward living room and said, "You go and watch TV. Maybe

up. "So you'll

the noodles cooked by him in a long time. She missed the way

her cook the noodles? No way! She messed that

He wouldn't let her eat just anything. He would cook for her from now on. And if he was busy,

tears formed in them. She happily hugged the man from behind and said in a soft and

a smile at the corners of his mouth, Matthew said in an indifferent voice, "Just go watch

help you wash the vegetables,"

walked towards the

"Fine!"

and flipped channels, bored. Finally, she stopped when she saw one station featuring the horror movie "Midnight Hair." She devoured the gruesome images on the screen with

a quiet night. Life seemed to go back to normal. It was like

her while she took

to pay attention, but the woman in the living room was

she hadn't known

the past three years. But one thing she never saw was a man willing to cook for his wife after

men were either lazy or they just collapsed on the bed after a

day and night, had

you, he will spare some time for you

for you no

you, you'll know his feelings for you

This time, even without his

a word. All she could hear was the sizzling sound of the bacon Matthew was frying up in the kitchen. She loved that sound. It sounded just like home.

he called

not until she heard his voice that the woman, tear tracks drying on her face, came back to her senses. She forgot that she had cried. She turned off the TV

steaming. Next to them was

her throat and was about to sit down to eat.

She was about to grab the chopsticks when he came out. "You should wash your hands first,"

mischievous, grabbed some noodles with her chopsticks and put them in her mouth. Then she quickly stood

tone made her

her hands, Erica turned to him and asked in

face after cooking up the meal. And he knew this was a new development. When they got intimate, he simply mopped her