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?"

it was already down to half a cup

nodded. "Yeah, it's

with him and even drunk what

could

"What's the big deal? We've already slept in

"Why, you!"

speechless. Glowering at him, she resembled a kitten with its tail being stepped

drank in the sight before him. Rachel looked like an ice queen when she was expressionless,

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

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

of the line when

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

cry of a dying beast. Her voice was

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

leave! I have

that, she took her coffee

can. Her foot was on the pedal, prompting the lid of the trash can to open as