The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 137

Jenny was spiraling in turmoil. What should she do?

She suddenly remembered the phone number Matthew left. Hastily, she whisked out her phone and called him.

...

Matthew was in the president's office at Wealthwave Group. Seeing that Rachel was in the middle of a call, he took a sip of her coffee out of boredom.

A bitter, rich flavor spread across his palate.

He frowned, not expecting Rachel to have her coffee without sugar. It was pure bitterness.

Matthew set down the cup. He'd experienced enough bitterness in his childhood, and he now preferred to live a flavorful life instead.

This kind of coffee wasn't to his liking.

Rachel remained silent after she hung up. Seemingly contemplating something, she frowned. She took a sip of her coffee after a while. Furrowing her brows, she asked, "Did you drink my coffee?"

was already down to half a cup

"Yeah,

She had shared a cup with him and even drunk

you're too much! How could

We've already slept in the same

"Why, you!"

at him, she resembled a

queen when she was expressionless,

lost in her beauty, his phone suddenly rang. He glanced at it and realized

did that. Explain yourself before you answer the call." Matthew ignored her

the other end of the line when he'd

Matt! Save my brother! Please hurry and come. I'm at

cry of a dying beast. Her voice was filled with despair and desolation. Not

and turned to Rachel. "I'm taking a day off. I need to go out." He spun around and left

watched him leave, she huffed. "I didn't even approve your leave! I have yet to settle the score

she took

it into the trash can. Her foot was on the pedal, prompting the lid of the trash can to