Chapter 1119 Harlot Erica

'Oh, so that's why!' Erica nodded and asked with concern, "I see. How is his friend now? Is he out of danger?"

Debbie heaved a long sigh. "I called Matthew this morning. He said Nathan's condition is severe. The doctor has already given a written notice of the patient's critical condition. All we can do is wait and see if he makes it through tonight."

"Is it that serious?" Erica was shocked. No wonder Matthew hadn't come back the whole night.

"Yes. By the way, Erica, have you read the news?"

Erica shook her head. She didn't have time to look through her phone. She didn't reply to Rhea's message either.

"I should give you a heads-up then. Last night, when Matthew left the house, his car was spotted by the paparazzi hiding near the entrance of the community. They followed him to the hospital and photographed him there, randomly writing some crap about him having an affair on his wedding night. The woman they photographed him with is actually Nathan's wife. She had only come out of the hospital to lead Matthew in. But the reporters uploaded their photo online and made up a story to go along with it. They have gone too far this time!" Debbie said, her nose flaring.

Carlos had already dealt with the reporters and the media outlets who had spread the rumor. But since the news had spread fast on the Internet, it was impossible to completely erase all traces of it. Debbie was worried that Erica might misunderstand. She thought it would be best to give the young girl a clear picture of what had actually happened.

That was why she had rushed to her early morning.

She knew that Erica didn't have feelings for Matthew yet, but as his wife, Erica had the right to know the truth.

'Oh!' Erica nodded understandingly. "Okay, Mom. I understand. Don't worry about it."

She didn't mind at all. Even if Matthew really had gone to see his goddess last night, she wouldn't have cared about it.

"Good. Have your breakfast. Let's go to the manor after that; it's more lively there. What do you think?"

"Sounds great!" Erica exclaimed. She was bored anyway.

After breakfast, she had time to browse the news, and finally saw the gossips about Matthew on the Internet Both Matthew's and her names were pasted all over the news.

Many eye-catching headlines had c

her wedding. Why were so many people badmouthing her? Did she look like a pushover?

"Fine, but what about Mr. Huo? Did you tell him the truth about Feb?" Rhea was really worried about her friend.

"No. He is just my nominal husband. He doesn't love me, and neither do I. There's no need to explain anything to him." She didn't care what Matthew thought about her. She was hoping that he would see her as an unreliable woman and divorce her as soon as possible. Then, she could live her life on her own terms.

Rhea was at a loss for words. The girl was always so stubborn. "Alright, alright. But I am glad that you at least trust your husband. Since you're married to Matthew now, you should learn to love him even though you don't have feelings for him at the moment. You understand?"

"No, I don't want to!" Everyone was forcing her to be with Matthew.

"Come on, Rika. Mr. Huo is an excellent man. He is ten thousand times better than Hyatt. Countless women would die to marry into the Huo family. Don't you feel lucky?" Rhea knew that Erica didn't love Hyatt either.

"Fine, I got it! I'll come back to see you in a couple of days."

"Come back? Where are you going?" Rhea asked nervously. She was afraid that Erica was planning to escape from Matthew again.

Erica replied helplessly, "Silly girl, don't you know that you need to go back to your parents' home three days after you get married? It's a custom."

"Oh! I'm sorry I didn't know that. I'm not married yet. I don't know much about wedding customs."