Chapter 957

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Pierre's face reddened with embarrassment as he waved his hand at Matthew

awkwardly. "Bad timing. They were probably arguing earlier, and Carson must have ticked her off.

"Say, Carson's really too stubborn! How could he disrespect his wife like that? Now, I'm the one who has to bear Rebecca's anger as well."

Matthew didn't know what to say, because Pierre himself was nicknamed stubborn Monkey, yet, he was here calling Carson a stubborn person. It probably meant that Carson was even more stubborn than he was.

Still, Matthew didn't care what kind of person Carson was. All he wanted was to get his hands on the Five Integrations of Traditional and Modern Medicine as soon as possible.

He simply said, "Just bear with it. Who knows? She might be on her period, which is why she's having mood swings. Don't take it to heart and keep going on."

Pierre then looked at the door in hesitation. Upon seeing that, Matthew frowned and urged, "Call her out."

But Pierre said with a grimace, "You might not know this but Rebecca's... a hellcat. If we end up provoking her, she might start hitting us.

"I'm... I'm a little scared, so why don't we wait for her to calm down before we come back?"

Matthew, however, didn't have the patience to wait, so he smiled and said, "Just break the door down. I'll tell her that I broke it when she comes out."

Pierre then pointed at Matthew and said, "That's what you said, alright? You better not regret it."

Matthew pointed at his own face as well, saying, "If she gets angry and feels like hitting me, I'll let her slap me. I'll bear all of the consequences, so just knock the door down!"

At that, Pierre nodded and walked toward the gate, clenching his fists tight before he punched the gate three times in a row.

The metal gate rang out in a series of shrill echoes, and Rebecca began to yell from inside the house. "Monkey, are you looking for trouble? See if I don't scratch your face all nice and proper!"

As the chidings sounded, Matthew could hear the sound of footsteps approaching the door. Every step she took landed heavily on the floor, reflecting the rage contained within her.

Pierre was so frightened that he hid behind Matthew's back. "You promised to take the fall if that hellcat starts attacking us, right? You can't say that I was the one who punched the gate!"

Matthew, however, wasn't seen panicking even the slightest and said unhurriedly, "I know. I promise I won't say it was you punching the gate."

Hearing the sound of the footsteps inching closer and closer to the gate, Pierre felt a great wave of unease.

He still wasn't relieved and patted Matthew's shoulder from the back, reminding him yet again, "You must

never ever ever say that Bugched the gate. You hear me?"

Matthew laughed as he replied, "Don't worry. I've got you!"

Only then did Pierre feel much more assured. With Matthew shouldering all of the consequences, he felt that he didn't need to hide behind him anymore.

As such, he moved next to Matthew and stood to his right.

The door creaked open, and a woman in her mid-30s walked out. She was wearing pink-colored pajamas, and her plump figure fitted tightly into her sleepwear.

When she saw Pierre, she yelled out sharply, "Monkey, how dare you knock down my house? Do you have a death wish?"

As she spoke, she stalked in Pierre's direction angrily, both her hands positioned out, as if she was ready to claw at his face.

Pierre then staggered back in fright and pointed at Matthew as he said, "It wasn't me, Rebecca! You could ask him if you don't believe me!"

Then, she paused and turned to Matthew, asking, "Is it you, then?"

Matthew shook his head in a hurry, saying, "I didn't knock on the door, Monkey did. He even called you a hellcat!"

Rebecca gritted her teeth and pounced in Pierre's direction. "See if I don't scratch you up!"

Pierre widened his eyes in disbelief,

feeling the betrayal hit when

Matthew went against his own words. He was about to ask

Matthew about it when he saw Rebecca going after him. Having met with such a situation, Pierre could only run for his life without much thought.

Rebecca swore at him as she chased him. "Monkey, you bastard! You scoundrelt Stop right there! You're the reason why everyone.in my family's messed up! I'm never going to spare you. Stop right there!"

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