The Great Medical Saint novel Chapter 22

Rachel knew Martin's decision was final. With a sigh, she said, "Alright, I'll notify them." Then, she led Matthew out of the courtyard.

Matthew frowned. It was clear Martin was leveraging Rachel's new role as president to settle old scores and boost his standing.

However, the other Carters were against Rachel's appointment, and the upcoming birthday party looked set to become a battleground for the president's position.

Sensing Matthew's concern, Rachel explained, "I call the shots at the company, but at home, my word means nothing.

"Like with Brandon earlier, I knew someone was stirring trouble, hence why you had to defend yourself. But… my father used it as an excuse to give you a hard time."

Was this an apology or an explanation? Matthew couldn't tell. Rachel's tone was cold, without a hint of remorse, like an iceberg—unapproachable and freezing.

He couldn't help but recall his earlier diagnosis. Rachel had health issues and needed sex to stabilize her mood. Without it, her demeanor would only grow colder.

Matthew slowed his pace. As Rachel walked ahead, he found himself mesmerized by the sway of her hips, which was as alluring as twin volcanoes. He rubbed his hands together.

He felt a surge of desire. He needed to act fast, or her personality would become even colder.

Rachel noticed Matthew falling behind and turned to him. "Why are you stopping?"

Momentarily distracted by her captivating yet frosty expression, Matthew blurted out, "Where am I sleeping tonight?"

Rachel was taken aback. It hadn't crossed her mind where Matthew would stay.

Fred wanted her to build a genuine connection with Matthew to demonstrate to the other three branches of the Carter family that, despite being a woman, she had a strong man backing her.

But how should she prove it?