Chapter 89 Lillian's Visit

Clara's gaze wandered to Matthew's penis. Matthew naturally felt this fiery look and shifted the blanket to cover the area, a picture floating into his mind. Clara had stepped on the crotch of the armed thug, and the man on the ground had let out a scream. It was chilling. Matthew held the blanket tighter, clutching it. 'Oh no! I still have plans to have many children with Clara,' he wondered. "Matthew! What's wrong?" The door was opened, and Lillian hurried in from outside, making a beeline for Matthew's hospital bed. Clara glanced at her. "Why is it so unlucky? I can run into this guy everywhere. Now I really need to change to another ward to avoid the constant noise in my ears." Lillian spoke with a sense of grievance. "When the venue caught fire, I was looking for you everywhere but couldn't find you, so I had to go out first. I told the firefighters that you were inside and they must save you, but they searched and didn't find you. Later, I heard that you made a quick decis