The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 38

Rachel still didn't believe Matthew.

He felt even more tempted by her delicate appearance. "You need to trust me. Since we met, have I ever lied to you? I'm the doctor, and you're the patient. You have to listen to me and cooperate with me!" Rachal was infuriated. Her breathing became rapid, and her chest was heaving.

Matthew not only wanted to sleep with her but also demanded her cooperation? It was too much!

"Matthew, don't push your luck. I know you've helped me, but you can't make such demands. If you keep going on, I'll seriously get angry!"

Matthew sighed. He realized it was hopeless.

Looking at her enticing figure, he could only suppress his desires.

"Your condition isn't severe. If you don't want to treat it now, we can do it later. Let's just sleep. You sleep on the left, and I'll sleep on the right."

With that, Matthew got into bed. Rachel frowned at him. She was contemplating whether to make him sleep on the floor, but then decided to compromise.

She cautiously got into bed. No matter how she tossed and turned, she couldn't sleep.

tense. She feared

more uneasy she became. She couldn't fall

and Matthew's hearts were beating anxiously. The two of them were carefully guarding against each other. They eventually drifted off to

...

eyes to

he muttered, "What a pity. Nothing happened. The whole night

and quickly freshened up. There was a

prepare for the party. They also went to deliver the invitations to their friends and family. The day passed swiftly. The next day, the birthday party finally began. The Carter residence

spirits. He announced, "Thank you all for coming to celebrate my wife's birthday and to congratulate my daughter, Rachel, on becoming the president of Wealthwave Group. Let's toast!" Everyone rose

again, Malcolm nudged Quinn. "It's

his glass and exclaimed, "To celebrate Aunt Yvonne's birthday, I would like to gift her a bracelet worth 100 thousand dollars.

was somewhat moved. She hadn't expected the

expected, their status had elevated now that Rachel was the president of Wealthwave

hide her smile. "Thank you, Quinn. I'll talk to Rae about finding you a good

a smirk, thinking that

took out the gift box, smiled, and