Without saying a word, Wesley picked Erica up and rushed out of the house.

It was in the evening that Matthew received Blair's call. He was about to go to a dinner party, and the car had already stopped at the entrance of the restaurant. Seeing that it was his mother-in-law, he answered, "Hello, Mom. What's up?"

What she said from the other end of the line made him straighten his back all of a sudden. Anxiety danced in his eyes. "How is Rika now?" After a while, he answered, "I got it. I'll be there soon. It doesn't matter. Let her stay in the hospital. Please take good care of her!"

Matthew, who was just about to step out of the car, closed the door and ordered, "Contact a private plane. We're setting off for A Country right now."

Owen could tell from his boss's tone that he was anxious. Guessing the seriousness of this matter, he didn't ask anything more. Instead, he immediately arranged a private plane for the both of them.

It was already nine o' clock in the evening when Matthew arrived at the hospital.

In the ward, Wesley, Blair, and Chantel all stood around her bed. Erica was having an infusion. Her eyes were closed and her face was as white as a sheet. His wife, who used to be so lively and energetic, was now lying there lifelessly like a porcelain doll. Sadness brewed in his heart.

Calming himself down, he greeted the others first. "Dad, Mom, Chantel."

Wesley blinked in surprise. "Why are you here so soon? Didn't Blair tell you to come here tomorrow?" However, the older man was relieved that he arrived so soon. It showed that Erica was his top priority.

"It doesn't matter," Matthew dismissed it. Besides, after knowing that his wife was here, how could he just stand by and do nothing?

He walked straight to her bedside and held her hand. The moment her cold fingertips brushed against his warm skin, his heart ached. A part of him wished that he was here earlier to guard her.

Blair quickly explained the situation. "We didn't know that she is pregnant. Before she felt unwell, she had been drinking iced juice and running up and down the s

ised.

He was willing to trade the entire world for her love.

In fact, a part of him was worried that she would dump him if she was angry with him, so he had to coax her enough for her to stay with him her whole life.

"Really?" She giggled. "You know what I want."

Erica liked money, and she never hid that fact from her husband.

With a smile, Matthew took out a gold key from his pocket and waved it in front of her. "This is the key to my safe in ZL Group's bank. There are many important things in it, much more valuable than the twelve billion that I've given you."

He had never really cared much about his money.

In fact, he only earned this much for his wife to squander.

But before he was sure whether his wife loved him or not, he might as well give some of his properties out in batches.

Her eyes lit up as her fingers grazed across the golden key. This was definitely much more valuable than the twelve billion. "Is it pure gold?" she whispered, furrowing her eyebrows.

She gazed at the key like a pirate gazing at a treasure chest.

Matthew was amused. In fact, the money in her bank account was enough to buy countless of gold keys. "Yes, it's pure gold and solid. Do you want it?" he asked.

"Of course!" Erica nodded without hesitation.

Matthew choked back a laugh. It was the first time he had seen such an innocent yet shameless woman in his lifetime.