Take My Breath Away

Gifford looked confused for a few seconds. When he came to realize what was going on, he laughed and dragged the kids away. "Okay, kids, come with me. Your dad is probably taking care of your mother. Let's not disturb them!"

'I'll bet he is taking good care of her, ' he thought to himself.

"But we want to be there for Mom too," said Boswell. He was more worried about Erica's injury.

Without any hesitation, Gifford pulled away the children and assured them, "Don't worry, your mother is a strong woman. A measly fall on the ground isn't going to hurt her. We'll see her after dinner. Come along now!"

"Uncle, why are you acting so strangely?" one of the boys asked.

The children's voices were getting farther and farther away and Erica breathed a sigh of relief. She bit the man's chest to vent her anger and said in a low voice, "It's all your fault. Now, Gifford definitely knows what we are doing!" Gifford would be a fool not to realize what they were doing in the bedroom.

"What's the big deal? We are all adults!" Matthew said.

'The man has a wife too! I'm sure he will understand us.'

When it was time for dinner, Matthew and Erica were still missing at the table. Gifford forbade anyone from calling them, which gave Blair more reason to be confused.

After listening to the kids give their explanation one by one, she finally understood what they were doing.

'Come on! These two people!' She rolled her eyes secretly.

In the end, Boswell was so hungry that he ran upstairs after lying about going to the bathroom and knocked on the door of his parents' bedroom. "Dad, Mom! Dad!"

This time, the door was opened rather quickly. Inside, Matthew was already dressed in a suit, but Erica was nowhere to be seen.

As soon as the door was opened, Boswell poked his little head into the room and looked around. Before he could say anything, Matthew picked him up, walked out of the room and closed the door. Then they went downstairs together.

"Daddy, is Mommy okay?" the boy asked.

"Yes, she's just in the bathroom because she has a stomachache," Matthew answered.

"Oh, I see! I got tired of waiting for you at the dinner table, but Uncle Gifford wouldn't let me call you." Boswell put his arms around his dad's neck and acted like a spoiled child.

With a smile at the corners of his mouth, Matthew said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have taken so long." If he had known that the children would be hungry, h

Matthew and asked, "Who gave you this piece of advice?" This was definitely not the way Matthew did things.

Sheffield couldn't wait to take credit. "Of course Joshua and I told him to do that. Rika, don't worry. We are all on your side!"

However, Erica snorted contemptuously and glared at the two brothers-in-law present. "Sheffield, Joshua, how could you do this to my husband?"

Erica knew that she wouldn't have been able to get rid of Michel on her own. All things considered, how could she blame Matthew for fulfilling her wish?

Sheffield and Joshua looked at each other in stunned disbelief.

Erica defended Matthew and said, "My husband has done so much for me, and yet you still want me to punish him! You are so hateful! Evelyn, Terilynn, I think they have gone too far this time. What do you think?"

With eyes wide open, Sheffield looked at his wife and explained, "Honey, Matthew was the one who came to us for advise on how to ask for Rika's forgiveness. We have nothing to do with this! Matthew, please explain!"

Erica was truly unpredictable. All of a sudden, she started defending her husband in front of everyone, and Sheffield realized that he was made to look like an outsider.

The same thing happened to Joshua as he was shocked by the sudden complaint. "Matthew, please tell your sister the truth!"

Matthew smiled. 'I have the loveliest wife in the world! Look at how protective of me she is. That's great!'

"You don't need to explain, Matthew. I know your brother-in-law well. He hasn't knelt on the keyboard for half a year, and I think he wants to do it again!" said Evelyn casually.