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 ...