The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Matthew felt excited and nervous. Three years without a woman had his heart pounding so fast it was about to jump out of his chest.

He had a strong urge to lunge at Rachel right now, but he knew this wasn't the right place, so he picked up Rachel and headed downstairs.

On the first floor, Matthew grabbed the unconscious Tracy and exited the villa. After tossing her into the back seat, he went back in to set the house on fire.

Rachel had been latching onto Matthew the entire time, so he had to place her in the passenger seat before driving off.

The moment the car exited the gate, Rachel crawled over from the passenger seat to Matthew. "I'm burning up, Matthew. Stop running away and help me quickly. I can't take it anymore."

Her seductive voice seemed to awaken the most primal desire as her hands freely roamed over Matthew's body.

Startled, Matthew realized Rachel was losing it. If this went on, it could be detrimental to her health. But the main problem was that he didn't know how to cure it. The best way to go about it was to satisfy her.

However, this place wasn't ideal. They were too close to where Sheldon had died, and Tracy was still unconscious in the backseat.

Matthew floored the gas pedal and drove for several miles to a valley. After parking the car, Matthew reclined the passenger seat. Before Matthew could deal with Tracy, Rachel had already lunged at him.

A gentle breeze drifted by, and its cold air flowed into the gently rocking car. In the nearby pond, frogs croaked one after another.

roadside, and the view resembled green waves that stretched far into the

like forever, the frogs went silent,

panted heavily. When Rachel came to, she realized she was in Matthew's embrace, and her face

anything! You were the one who lunged at me, and now you're even clinging to

"You jerk!" Rachel protested.

finally realizing her situation, Rachel quickly looked for her clothes, only to find them ripped to pieces. She could barely

glared at Matthew. "This is all your fault. How are you

smirked. After going three years without a

"I didn't hear you protesting when you called me

Rachel snapped, "When did I call

going to act like nothing happened

him, "Shush. Keep it down. I don't

chuckled. "Relax. She's not waking

beet red. "Enough! I don't want

smugly and nodded

back seat, Tracy's