The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 338

Matthew didn't want to go into detail. He smiled. "I have a great body."

Silas didn't want to carry on with the conversation. He couldn't. It wasn't like he could strip and compare. The elevator stopped. They walked out.

Meanwhile, the two girls were chatting in the office. Both Rachel and Tracy were beautiful in their own ways.

Rachel was more of an ice princess, exuding a regal aura supported by her luscious curves. On the other hand, Tracy was like a butterfly in a garden. She sported a clean silhouette and exceedingly pretty features. She seemed more confident too. They were laughing as they talked about Matthew.

Tracy said coyly, "You're smiling a lot more often, Rachel. Is it because of the thing you had with Matthew?"

Rachel was stunned. This was the first time that someone said she smiled often. But when she heard Tracy's next words, she blushed. "What nonsense is that? You should be more reserved as a lady."

Tracy pursed her lips. "Why do I need to be reserved around you? We can talk about everything, can't we? Tell me, what did it feel like doing it with Matthew?"

her in the car

rose in bloom. She

really hard. Do you feel like doing

some sort of illness. It had to be cured by... by... Oh, I

her beautiful face was still flushed, there was no way to fully

delicate cheek. "Tell me! Or... are you just stringing me along?" Rachel took Tracy's hand away. "I'm not.

of illness. It had to

thought he was

But now, you're telling me that I'm smiling more often now.

he said

QUMS

there really such an illness in this world?