The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 134

It was Tessa's first time seeing Matthew burst into a fit of rage. His rage-filled eyes and deafening roar sent her backing a few steps away in fear.

But when she thought of her current predicament which was in stark contrast to Matthew's life, she grew furious. Her company was on the brink of bankruptcy, while Matthew had ten billion dollars-and Rachel at his disposal. Not daring to say anything more to Matthew, Tessa turned to Rachel and said, "Look, Ms. Carter. Not only did he keep you in the dark about the ten billion dollars, but he also hit a woman.

"Aren't you going to break up with a scumbag like him?"

A flicker of sympathy crossed Rachel's face as she met Tessa's gaze.

"You're so pitifully dumb. Matthew was willing to go to prison in your stead, yet you chose to divorce him. You've lost the man who loved you most in the world. Did you think I would be as foolish as you?"

Foolish? Tessa was stunned. She'd always thought she was beautiful and smart. This was the first time someone had called her foolish in her entire life.

But as she recalled what happened in the past few days, it did make her seem quite foolish.

Matthew jammed the accelerator and sped toward the underground parking lot, stranding a dumbfounded Tessa at the entrance of Wealthwave Group.

The car swerved into the parking lot and came to a stop. Both Rachel and Matthew remained silent, and none of them got out of the car.

The silence in the car suddenly became tangible.

finally began after a while, "Do... Do

"I think

of his features and clothes. If they weren't in a car, she might've seized the chance to scrutinize his feet

was dressed plainly, merely sporting a short-sleeve shirt and a pair of long pants. Although she couldn't see his feet now, she remembered that he wore a pair of white sneakers this morning. None of his clothes were branded, and he blended in perfectly with normal corporate

the fact that a man like him, who quite literally had billions of dollars, was dressed so modestly.

be endless secrets to him. What kind of

flustered. "Stop leering at

you!" Rachel flushed. "Stop

lips. "Tell me once you've made up your mind about

cheeks flamed. This pervert was

know you were so wealthy. I ordered you to be my chauffeur and even asked you to take my last name after we marry.

chortled. "I'm not. I

working. I just wanna leech off someone. As long

hint of grief and loneliness lurking deep in his eyes. If she hadn't been staring at him intently,

her. She couldn't help but feel sad. "Alright. I'll take

behind his back. Noting William's grave

wasn't my fault. How could I have known Matthew was so

snapped, "I'm not angry about that. I'm furious about how