True Love Waits

Sheffield snickered. Understandably, Matthew still didn't think of him as a friend. But he wasn't about to give up. He said, "You and I will be buddies sooner or later, just as your sister will become my wife soone than you think."

Matthew ignored him this time.

A few moments later, Sheffield added with a grin, "Since you're in my car now, be prepared to be killed." It was fortunate that Evelyn wasn't with them.

With his fingers still busy on his phone screen, Matthew snapped, "Why do you get yourself into so much trouble?"

Sheffield sighed. It was not like he was inviting trouble either. "Are your bodyguards around?"

"No. Don't you know kung fu?" What Matthew meant was, 'Since you're here, why do I need a bodyguard?'

Sheffield didn't know if he was moved or amused by Matthew's level of trust in him. He said, "There are four cars following us. Assuming that there are five people in a car, we have twenty people on our tail right now. How about we each handle ten? Sound fair?"

"This is not my business. You can take them all out yourself," Matthew refused in a cold tone.

Sheffield sighed. "Why the hell are these people after you anyway? Instead of being out in the street trying to kill people, they should be at their own homes, celebrating the Spring Festival. Such a waste of holidays, being out here, trying to kill the likes of you."

"Ouch," Sheffield scoffed. At the same time, the cars behind them picked up speed.

He warned Matthew, "Sit tight." He stepped on the gas and the car sped ahead like an arrow leaving the string.

Sheffield soon ditched the other cars. As he was about to enter the T-junction, a car rushed towards them from the right side. Sheffield immediately stepped on the brake to slow down.

He thought that the car would go straight past them, but he was wrong. Their cars were about to collide into each other, but the other car had no intention of slowing down.

By now, Sheffield figured that this car had something to do with the people who were following him.

point; there were chances that the car might turn over. But if he didn't do something,

the cars. And he didn't want to kill Matthew

on the brake and hoped that he had slowed down enough to avoid a huge collision. There was a loud bang and both cars stopped. His car had hit

and had already surrounded

panned out. "Stay in the car. I'll deal with them," he said to Matthew. He opened the glove compartment and took out his scalpel. Handing it to Matthew, he said,

sidelong glance at the scalpel,

away his scalpel in both resignation and admiration. "Will you at least

words. 'Does he think I'm a wuss? How useless does he

around them. The men had begun to

you bastards! Don't touch my car! One scratch on it and I'll chop your fucking hands off

seat belt to

anything happen to me tonight, tell Evelyn this for me 'You're the one who stands in the spot which is one centimeter from the junction of the middle lines of my left collarbone and my fifth rib.' Hope she figures

lips slightly twitching, Matthew replied, "Say it

at the tip of my heart."

heartless are you?" With those words, Sheffield got out

he had anticipated, there were about twenty people surrounding him. Since he was already experienced in these kind of situations, he wasn't really

leaned against the car, took out his pack of cigarettes, and handed one

They didn't think that he would be so unaffected by their

of them raised his club and shouted at him, "Ask the man in the car to

after me.' He lit the cigarette and

that Carlos would have your heads if you hurt his

group exchanged looks. They had all heard about how ruthless Carlos

rid of that guy first and