The Great Medical Saint

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.

She curled up. Her nerves were tense. She feared that Matthew might try something.

The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she became. She couldn't fall asleep at all with a man lying beside her.

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

...

The next morning, Matthew opened his eyes to find himself alone in bed.

Feeling the warm spot where Rachel had been lying, he muttered, "What a pity. Nothing happened. The whole night was wasted."

He got out of bed and quickly freshened up. There was a lot to do today.

After breakfast, he went out with Rachel to buy clothes, get their hair done, and help 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 was filled with distinguished guests.

Martin was in high 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 to their feet. They offered countless congratulations and birthday wishes.

After they sat down again, Malcolm nudged Quinn. "It's your turn."

Quinn stood up excitedly. He raised his glass and exclaimed, "To celebrate Aunt Yvonne's birthday, I would like to gift her a bracelet worth 100 thousand dollars. I wish her a happy birthday and all the best!" With that, he handed a small box to Yvonne.

Yvonne was somewhat moved. She hadn't expected the usually disrespectful Quinn to be so generous.

She was very pleased. As expected, their status had elevated now that Rachel was the president of Wealthwave Group.

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

Quinn's lips curled into a smirk, thinking that Yvonne would be crying soon.

He took out the gift box, smiled, and walked toward her.

As if he had just noticed Matthew, he said jokingly, "Matthew, it's your future mother-in-law's birthday today. What gift did you prepare?"

His words drew everyone's attention to Matthew. They all knew Rachel was one of the four beauties of Khoitwood. She was known as the Ice Beauty.

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Some craned their necks, while others stood on their chairs to get a better look at Matthew. Upon seeing him, the crowd began to murmur.

"I've never seen this man before."

"I know all the talented, good-looking men in Khoitwood. He looks pretty ordinary."

"The Ice Beauty has high standards. The man she chose must have an extraordinary background and exceptional abilities."