The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 22

Rachel knew Martin's decision was final. With a sigh, she said, "Alright, I'll notify them." Then, she led Matthew out of the courtyard. Matthew frowned. It was clear Martin was leveraging Rachel's new role as president to settle old scores and boost his standing.

However, the other Carters were against Rachel's appointment, and the upcoming birthday party looked set to become a battleground for the president's position. Sensing Matthew's concern, Rachel explained, "I call the shots at the company, but at home, my word means nothing.

"Like with Brandon earlier, I knew someone was stirring trouble, hence why you had to defend yourself. But... my father used it as an excuse to give you a hard time." Was this an apology or an explanation? Matthew couldn't tell. Rachel's tone was cold, without a hint of remorse, like an iceberg-unapproachable and freezing.

He couldn't help but recall his earlier diagnosis. Rachel had health issues and needed sex to stabilize her mood. Without it, her demeanor would only grow colder. Matthew slowed his pace. As Rachel walked ahead, he found himself mesmerized by the sway of her hips, which was as alluring as twin volcanoes. He rubbed his hands together.

He felt a surge of desire. He needed to act fast, or her personality would become even colder.

Rachel noticed Matthew falling behind and turned to him. "Why are you stopping?"

frosty expression, Matthew blurted out, "Where am I

aback. It hadn't crossed

the Carter family that, despite being a woman, she had

house staff and solidify their relationship in the

after his comment about her needing

decided Fred's directive was more critical. "Tonight, you'll

was unexpected. Perhaps Rachel had taken his diagnosis seriously and wanted

sex in three years, and the anticipation of having sex with such a beauty

saw his excitement and

the two reached a courtyard's entrance, Rachel linked arms with Matthew. "This is my uncle Malcolm Carter's house. Try to

Matthew nodded.

had shared.