The Great Medical Saint (Matthew) novel Chapter 873

Siren was absolutely floored by what she heard. She must have been exposed, or else Matthew wouldn't be so harsh.

But she didn't think the explanation made any sense either. If she was exposed, she would've been restrained and put under interrogation. But that wasn't what was happening now.

At this point, there was only one way to explain it—Matthew had a serious violent side of him.

Siren thought about it and decided to hang on a little longer. After the aphrodisiac kicked in, Matthew would be out of his mind, and she could easily manipulate him.

Her mind raced with those thoughts as she gasped out loud. "D-Don't get too rough. Be gentler, please."

With a smack, Matthew slapped Siren across her face again.

Matthew coldly asked, "You like it spicy, don't you? How does it feel?"

Siren pressed her hand to her face, her cheek feeling numb from the hit.

Matthew must have lost it. The aphrodisiac didn't make him get wild; it only made him even more violent.

She regretted giving Matthew the aphrodisiac. If she had known better, she'd have gone with a sedative instead. But now was already too late.

Siren could only hope Matthew would quickly wrap up with the violent foreplay and get down to business. She murmured, "Take it easy on me. This is too much. Why don't we move on to the next part? I'm really looking forward to it. Hurry up."

She looked like she couldn't wait any longer, hoping Matthew would hurry up and get to it.

Matthew slowly clenched his fist, ready to strike. But then he suddenly relaxed his hand.

He had a change of heart as he slowly crouched down and placed his hand on Siren's back. Then, he grabbed a broom and swung it straight toward her perky butt.

As the broom struck her rounded backside, it felt like hitting jelly. Her firm muscles rippled and trembled.

Siren suddenly threw her head back, crying out in pain. "It hurts. Please stop. You're going to break me."

Matthew furrowed his brows. Her scream made his throat feel dry, tempting him to take her right there. But he still swung the broom down. The broom struck Siren over and over again, leaving her perky butt red and swollen.

Tears streamed down Siren's face as she begged, her voice choking up, "Stop beating me. Hurry up and move on to the next part. Just take me already, please. I can't hold back anymore."

The pain was excruciating, and she couldn't take it anymore. The entire duration felt like torture. She'd never been hit like this before.

Siren was dying to flee back to Eastoria. This was more than anyone could handle.

Matthew snickered. Siren didn't seem to have realized she was exposed and was still faking it. He swung harder as the broom came down with a sharp whoosh, hitting her rounded rear hard.

Siren shrieked in agony, yelling through her tears, "Please stop! If you hit me again, you'll break me, and you won't be able to use me. Cut it out. You could have killed me there."

Matthew's voice was cold and lifeless, sending a shiver down her spine. "I want you dead."

Siren trembled, her heart racing with fear. Had she been busted? Otherwise, playing around like this wouldn't be so nerve-wracking.

Matthew coldly warned, "I don't want to hear lies. Stop wasting my time. If what you're saying doesn't add up to what I know, I have no reason to keep you alive anymore."

He grabbed the table as he spoke, looking like he was ready to swing it at her head if things went south.

Siren was freaking out now. "Alright, I'll tell you everything. I'm an Eastorian working for Springflower, and I'm here to collect information."

Matthew kept a straight face, but he was on high alert inside. After taking out so many Eastorians, he knew they'd eventually come for him. It looked like it was finally happening now.

Seeing Siren stay quiet, Matthew kicked her, making her roll from the side to her back.

His gaze was sharp as knives as he locked eyes with her. "Keep going."

Siren hissed in pain when her butt made contact with the floor. Her wounds throbbed with sharp pain.

She wanted to adjust her posture, but she immediately stopped when her eyes met Matthew's cold glare. She stammered, "I'll talk. The leader of Springflower sent me to investigate you. She wants to know more about you."

She only told half the truth, hiding the fact that she was sent to kill Matthew. She was worried that if she told the whole truth, she'd be a goner.

Matthew coldly grunted. A bit of cash was enough to dig up his background, so there was no need to send a pretty face for that—unless their goal was to take his life. It was highly likely she was an assassin using her looks to lure him in.

Matthew made his judgment almost instantly, and his gaze turned even colder. He put his foot on Siren's chest. If he applied any more pressure, her firm chest would be squashed.

Looking down at Siren, he asked, "Do you want to die, or do you want to live?"