The Great Medical Saint novel 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.

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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?"

She had made a cup of coffee, but it was already down to half a cup when she hadn't even taken a sip.

Matthew nodded. "Yeah, it's quite bitter."

Rachel was dumbstruck. She had shared a cup with him and even drunk what was left in it.

"Matthew, you're too much! How could you share a cup with me?"

Matthew was unbothered. "What's the big deal? We've already slept in the same bed anyway."

"Why, you!"

Outraged, Rachel was rendered speechless. Glowering at him, she resembled a kitten with its tail being stepped on.

Matthew drank in the sight before him. Rachel looked like an ice queen when she was expressionless, but she was surprisingly cute when she got angry.