The Great Medical Saint

Soon after, Rachel realized what was going on and snapped, "What nonsense are you spewing?"

Matthew was driving when he casually said, "Am I wrong? You promised to take care of me earlier in Opulent Club, but now you're tossing me aside. I even thought about providing you treatment tonight, but this is what I get in return." Rachel clenched her teeth, her anger simmering. How could Matthew bring up her illness? He seemed less like a man who went to jail for his wife and more like a pervert.

"Are you giving me the formula or not?"

Matthew contemplated for a bit, then replied, "You can have it, but not for free. You can either pay for it or offer yourself to me."

He soon added, "On second thought, you're not worth it. I've already promised you the formula, but now I have to serve you too? I'm not a doormat. Therefore, you have to pay for it."

Hearing that, Rachel clenched her teeth. Matthew was too upfront with his words and was incredibly calculative.

There was no way Matthew was a responsible man. He truly seemed more like a pervert than anything else and a stingy one at that.

Rachel reeled in her anger because the formula was important. She decided to talk it out. "Name me a price."

Matthew nonchalantly replied, "Ten million dollars. I didn't add any extra charges."

Rachel was still angry, but the price was fair. "Alright, I'll wire you the amount now."

After a screech, the car came to an abrupt halt.

Matthew pulled out his phone and showed Rachel an account number. "Send it to this account."

Matthew had slammed on the brakes too hard. Caught off guard, Rachel felt the seatbelt tighten around her chest. It hurt, so she angrily glared at him.

Matthew was simply too impatient. He'd just upped and stopped the car in the middle of the road.

With a livid expression, Rachel pulled out her phone and transferred the exact amount.

After the payment was transferred, Matthew sighed and remarked, "You're supposed to provide for me, but I still have to make a living on my own. I just can't count on you." After saying that, Matthew slowly reignited the engine.

Rachel was really angry. Matthew took the money but still had the audacity to talk like that.

She rolled down the car window and turned to look outside, her expression turning cold.

Traffic was heavy, and a black sports car was driving next to her.

Rachel looked outside in a daze. Matthew's tone earlier made him seem like a complaining wife, and she inadvertently broke into a smile.

The young man driving the sports car spotted a pretty face when the car window next to him rolled down.

He looked at Rachel in a trance, especially when Rachel flashed a smile.

Unable to peel his eyes away, the sports car driver collided with the car in front of him. It was only then that the young man quickly

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withdrew his gaze.

The driver in front of him got out of the car and started yelling.

The young man got out of the car as well. He ignored the driver, who was busy scolding him, and watched Rachel's ear drive off into the

distance. He couldn't take his eyes off the disappearing car for along time.

...

At the kindergarten entrance, Tessa looked around anxiously. When a car appeared, her eyes lit up in delight.

Matthew was finally here to pick Lorraine up.

Tessa looked at a mirror, applied some lipstick, and touched up her makeup.

Seeing her glowing face and vibrant

red lips in the reflection, she felt

more confident. Then, she put away her mirror and lipstick before

shifting her attention to her

strapless dress.

Tessa pulled her dress down a little to show off her ample cleavage. She sported a seductive smile and walked toward the approaching car.

Once the car pulled to a stop, she raised her hand with red nails and gently tapped the car window with her knuckles.

Tessa watched as the car window slowly rolled down. She leaned forward, bringing her chest to the window.