Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Chapter 1390 A Stumbling Block

Tensing, as her annoyance grew, Erica huffed at his statement in disagreement. "It's not that it doesn't suit me. It's just that you're too used to seeing me in sportswear or casual clothes. I can see why you would have a hard time adjusting to my sudden change in style, but that's not really my problem."

Matthew rolled his eyes at her. She had an excuse for everything she did. Disregarding the other people around them, Matthew reached out and wrapped his arms around her slender waist, leaning in to whisper. "I'll repeat what I've said, you are not allowed to wear this dress in public! Why don't I help you take it off in the fitting room and teach you how to..."

"Fine! I'll go and change!" she interrupted him in a hurry.

She couldn't stand to face his lustful glare anymore. Erica found herself utterly baffled at how the man could so easily go from buying her clothes to thinking up such dirty thoughts in his mind so seamlessly.

"Good girl." With a satisfied smile on his face, he let her go and watched her retreat into the fitting room.

Much to his surprise, the second dress wasn't very different from the first in terms of style.

White lace top with long sleeves and black tight skirt...

With his long legs crossed and his back against the back of the chair, Matthew realized that this woman must have done it on purpose. If Matthew were to allow this woman to continue like this, it would take them forever to get out of there with a dress they could both agree on.

Matthew sighed and stood up immediately, slowly buttoning up his blazer. Then, without another word, he walked straight towards the woman and started picking up dresses of his choice, while she was busy looking at herself in the mirror.

He turned to face the saleswoman and said, "Take away everything Mrs. Huo has picked out and don't bring those in front of me again."

"Yes, Mr. Huo."

Erica pouted her lips with disappointment as she reluctantly dragged herself into the fitting room.

The clothes Matthew picked out for Erica matched her usual style very well.

She changed into an orange casual outfit, which could also make her skin look fairer.

After trying on a few outfits, by the time Erica was starting to show signs of impatience, the saleslady had packed more than ten outfits in accordance with Matthew's wishes. The devious man, however, showed no indications of any impatience or frustration. Every time she went inside the fitting room, Matthew pulled out his phone and started working. Then when Erica would come out, he would nonchalantly put his phone away.

This went on until Erica had tried over a dozen outfits. When he asked the saleslady to pack the twentieth dress, Erica couldn't tolerate it anymore. "I think that's enough. I don't want to try on any more dresses!"

Matthew looked at Erica and nodded his head. "Okay, I'll pay the bill." He noticed the frustration that flashed through Erica's eyes.

Erica was confused. Why did he agree with her so easily? If she had known it earlier, she would have told him earlier that she didn't want to try on any more dresses.

The clothes that were packed got sent back to the villa by Matthew's men. Afterwards, Matthew took her to buy shoes, jewelries and every other thing that she might need.

After a bountiful lunch at one of the finest restaurants in the city, the two went to the beauty salon.

The place they went to was exclusive to women only and men weren't even allowed to enter. However, since Matthew insisted on accompanying his wife, the manager had to arrange a private room for them.

Matthew spent the whole time working on his phone while Erica indulged in all kinds of services provided by the reputable establishment.

From time to time, she would hold his hand and say a few words. "Why don't you have some of the pretty girls give you a massage? You're not busy are you?"

He cast a cold glance at the woman who was talking to him with her eyes closed. 'That's awfully generous of you. You'll let other women put their hands on me? Perhaps I should be happy that I have married such a generous wife?' he thought.

In addition to the two of them, there were also two masseuses in the private room. One was giving her a facial, while the other was massaging her body.

Matthew refused without hesitation. "No, thanks. You know, I'm not used to being touched by women except you."

Erica raised the corners of her lips when she heard this. In truth, she was just testing him. Needless to say, she was quite satisfied with his answer.

But she still sighed, feigning sorrow. "What a pity. You would have enjoyed it very much."

'What a pity?' With a murderous look in his eyes, he said, "Since you're having such a good time, please carry on for a little longer. I am in no hurry."

As soon as they walked out of the beauty salon, gossips about Mr. and Mrs. Huo's love for each other spread out like wildfire.

Taking his hand, Erica proclaimed, "My fashion sense is a bit childish so I just wanted to be sexy for you, but why are you making it so difficult for me to do that?"

"You have to remember that you look the sexiest when you..."

Erica covered his mouth to stop him from finishing his sentence. She already knew what he wanted to say. He would have said that she looked the sexiest when she was naked. They were smack in the middle of a busy shopping mall. How could he say something like that in front of so many people?

When she was sure he would keep his mouth shut, she whispered to him, "Can't we talk about it when we get home?"

A cheeky smile appeared on the man's face. "Why must we only talk about that at home?"

"Do you want the whole world to know when your wife looks the most beautiful?"

Matthew pretended to be indifferent as he shook his head. "Am I being too loud?"

"Not really."

"So, what is the problem?"

Erica couldn't find the words to refute him. She realized that he was right—she was indeed overreacting.

Matthew glanced at his watch to check the time and they shopped until half past four in the afternoon. Then, they set off for the kindergarten where their sons were.

A few years ago, Sheffield had invested in a kindergarten near their home for Gwyneth. Later, Godwin also studied there. When the four young masters of the Huo family started going there, many people in Y City tried their best to get their children enrolled at this school too.

The school gate opened slowly and the four boys were led outside by two teachers, hand in hand.

Except Adkins, who was a neat freak. He wasn't fond of anyone holding his hand, not even his teachers.

However, if his family members wanted to hold his hand, he would somewhat accept it.

Erica was waiting patiently by the car. When the teachers brought her sons out, she greeted the teachers politely, "Hello!"

When the children saw their mother, they let go of the teachers' hands and threw themselves into her arms. "Mommy, Mommy!" For a brief period, their joyful voices and laughter filled the air.

The two teachers also greeted Erica with a smile.

Matthew made a dramatic appearance as he pushed the car door open and stepped outside.

"Daddy, Daddy!" Colman got into the car first, and then Adkins followed him. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

One of the teachers told them, "Mr. Huo, Mrs. Huo, your sons did a great job today and they were very well-behaved in class. You've taught them well!"

Holding two children in her arms, Erica answered with a little embarrassment, "Thanks. They have been paying attention to you at school lately. You've taught them well. Thank you for your hard work!"

"You're welcome, Mrs. Huo! But there is one thing I want to tell you. It's about Damian. The boy seems to be very interested in playing the piano. I think you should look into it a bit more."

In fact, the teachers couldn't tell the quadruplets apart, but it was easier for them to recognize Damian, because his face was slightly pale and his body was thinner than his brothers.

Erica grabbed the boy and pulled him to her side. "Damian, is that true?"

Damian nodded. "Yes, but Mom, it's not a big deal. I was just enjoying the music because the teacher was playing the piano very nicely."

The teacher smiled affectionately and said, "Thank you, Damian. I will work harder in the future."

"You're welcome, Miss Xu."