The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 466 With her hair being pulled, Tessa's expression contorted in pain.

Her mind snapped back to reality, and she realized those few moves she had learned meant nothing when facing Matthew.

The fact that Tessa managed to land a couple of punches on Matthew didn't mean she was strong. He was just too lazy to care. But when she ticked him off, she couldn't take even one slap.

Matthew's question had left her utterly humiliated. "I was wrong. I was being too full of myself."

He coldly grunted. "You only get it now after a slap in the face. What were you thinking before? Get out of my face. I don't want to see you again."

With that, Matthew nudged Renae and yelled, "Stop spacing out! We're leaving!" Then, Matthew entered the lobby on the first floor of Gembrooke Building.

"Okay," Renae responded and quickly caught up.

winced in pain. Tears ran down her cheeks as she

from her face and splashed on the marble floor, bouncing up tiny droplets. She felt

The man who used to run three blocks to get her a drink had actually hit her. The very guy who spent three years in prison

her face to feel her stinging cheek. She was so

slap me in front of another woman? This is just perfect. "Just you wait! I've only scratched the surface with this Iron Fist technique. When Dylan gets

Tessa was talking, she dialed Dylan's number. "Hello. Where

a car heading to the hospital, Dylan looked at Keith's

in a car right

eagerly

hospital. I can't make it today. You should go back now. When I have

en

his sentence, Dylan just hung up

her hand, Tessa stood in a daze in the open space