Chapter 261
Love Is Fair
Chapter 261: I Am Your Successor Fixing his eyes on Catherine, Matthew could make no reaction for a few moments. It was the first time he had seen her dressed like this. She looked so amazing in the ancient costume as if the dress had been exclusively made for her. And even her image had been changed, from a little witch to a fairy. Whatâs more, Matthew thought she looked like Hailey just now. The languid but confident look on her face was the same as that of Hailey. Looking up and down at Catherine, Elsa was being alert, âWho are you?â Catherine thought for a moment, âYouâre his ex-girlfriend while Iâm your successor.â What the hell did successor mean?
Matthew twitched his mouth and felt his waist started to hurt again.
Raising her eyebrows, Elsa said, âYou look like a teenage. Are you over eighteen? Youâre my successor? Arenât you ashamed of saying so? Where are your parents? They should take you home.â Catherine slowly raised her eyelids with a cold look on her face, âIâm sorry to tell you that itâs my place.â Elsa was totally shocked.
Peter, in the same inky-blue gown, walked towards them as he heard the noise. He was indescribably dashingâWhatâs going on here?â Peter came over and naturally placed himself in front of Catherine.
Catherine said in a bland voice, âShe is causing a scene. Kick her out. She needs a doctor, but we wonât give her treatment.â Catherine grabbed Matthew by his neck and dragged him in after saying so. Matthew shouted, âHey.
come on. Be gentle to me. My waist hurts.â When Matthew was lying on the bed, he felt like he was the fish meat on the chopping board, pathetic and helpless, Matthew was asked to take off his top, revealing his muscular upper body which was perfect. The only flaw would be the scars on his back. However, the pair of sphenoid bones on Matthewâs back was extremely beautiful and they were trembling with fear now, like the real wings of a butterfly.
Staring at Catherine who was fiddling with the silver needles, Matthew was hemming and hawing, âI mean, Catherineâ¦Could you let Peter take care of me? I guess thereâs no big problem with my waist, so you donât need to cure me in person..â Catherine was preparing her silver needles with no expression on her face, saying in a bland tone, âPeter is fully occupied now, so he doesnât have time to take care of you. Itâs really not a big problem with your waist, which can be solved with a few needles. I can handle it by myself, so donât bother Peter.â âHow come Catherine canât get my point?â Matthew thought to himself. Matthew was about to break down and tried to convince Catherine, âFirst of all, I do trust youâ¦I meanâ¦I guess I donât actually need to accept acupuncture therapy. Iâll be fine after doing some exercises myself. I mean it. Catherine raised her black eyes to look at Matthew, âMatthew, are you afraid of acupuncture needles?â Matthew was thinking loud, âWhat Iâm afraid of isnât the acupuncture needles but you.â However, Matthew was worried that he would hurt the confidence of Catherine if he were to tell her the truth. Matthew made up his mind to accept acupuncture therapy from Catherine. His waist hurt and it couldnât be worse taking several acupuncture needles.
Perhaps that would be a blessing in disguise for him.
Matthew stopped struggling after putting himself together. âOkay. Go ahead.â He was acting like a hero who was gonna die for his career. Catherine never doubted her own medical skills, only to feel Matthew faint-hearted. âMatthew, rest assured. Iâll do it fast and you wonât feel the pain.â Matthew now felt as if his head was on the guillotine and was gonna cry, since what Catherine said to him did sound like what an executioner said to the condemned, âRest assured. You wonât feel the pain since my blade is quite sharp.â âGo ahead. Iâm ready.â Matthew gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, waiting for the pain to come.
However, what he could sense was merely an itch on his lower back and then Catherine said blandly. âItâs done.â
The cure was done? Opening his eyes, Matthew was gonna look back after a pause, but Catherine stopped him.
You can move in ten minutes.â Matthew relied slowly. âYouâve put the needles on me?â Catherine said, âYeah. Three needles will be enough for your waist, and itâs not a big deal. Youâll be fine after I pull out the needles.â
Matthew was still surprised, since he could barely feel nothing when Catherine was putting the needles on him.
He still couldnât believe it, so he said to Catherine, âMy phone is in the pocket. Take a picture with it. Iâd like to see how my waist is now.â
âYou wanna take a picture of it?â Catherine couldnât understand why Matthew wanted to do so, but she still did what he asked. She reached into his trouser pocket and accidentally touched a soft part. Matthew was so stunned that he looked up at her. âStop.â Matthew shouted in a soft tone, his ears red. Catherine didnât think too much about it. She just murmured, âI didnât mean to do it, but your pocket is too deep.â Catherine started the camera of the phone and took a picture of his back. She showed him the picture and Matthew saw the three needles on his waist. âIt doesnât hurt, does it? My skill is perfect.â Catherine was confident in her acupuncture skill. Putting Matthewâs phone aside. Catherine conjured up two lollipops and waved them in front of Matthew, âDo you want one?â Catherine was treating Matthew as a child, which made him speechless.
However, following his heart, Matthew said, âPeel it for me. I want the blueberry flavor.â And then he opened his mouth. Catherine stopped peeling the lollipop and narrowed her eyes. âI can give you the blueberry lollipop, but you have to tell me what the relationship between you and Elsa is first.â Looking at the lollipop, Matthew started, âShe told you just now. Sheâs my ex-girlfriend.â âHow many girlfriends have you ever had?â
Matthew answered, âI donât know. I didnât count it. Iâm not making up a football team, so why do I need to count it?â
Catherine asked with an angry look, âWhat a playboy youâre!â âI am.â Matthew continued after a sigh.
âGirls are so obsessed with my dashing face which is given by my parents.â
Catherine had a sudden urge to hit him. âNow that youâve had so many girlfriends, why canât you date me?â
âYouâre different from those girls.â Matthew continued, âYouâre still a little girl.â Catherine said after a blink, âDo you mean you can date me when I grow up?â Maybe itâs because Matthew was so down to taste the lollipop on Catherineâs hand, he said, âMaybe.â Catherine put the lollipop in Matthewâs mouth as she was satisfied with his answer. The two of them were chatting happily and time passed quickly.
Ten minutes later, as soon as Catherine had removed the needles for Matthew, the door to the consultation room opened. Haileyâs voice sounded from the door. âCatherine, thereâre not enough rooms for patients. Could share the room with you?â Before Hailey could finish her sentence, she saw Matthew lying on the bed disheveled. Hailey gave a cold look at Matthew. Before she wanted to say something, Doris, who was being held by Hailey, started, âDamned Matthew, how could you do this to such a little girl? Are you a bastard?â
Matthew didnât know what to say