The Great Medical Saint novel Chapter 227

Matthew continued driving and casually asked, "Don't you trust me?"

Rachel was taken aback for a moment. Then, she shook her head. "It's not that I don't trust you. When I was in a daze, I thought I saw you and Sheldon fighting, and you took him out in one move.

"But I could be imagining things. You're a doctor, so there's no way you can fight so well."

Matthew didn't want to get himself involved, especially with something like murder. He had to keep it a secret, even for Rachel. So, he just focused on driving back.

In the back seat, Tracy had already opened her eyes. A look of surprise crossed her face when she heard Rachel. Tracy was convinced Rachel wasn't seeing things, and Rachel must have witnessed it.

Tracy had seen Matthew in action before, and he was pretty impressive. But she didn't expect him to be even stronger than she thought.

The more Tracy got to know Matthew, the more mysterious he seemed as if he had plenty of secrets.

At first glance, Matthew seemed like an ordinary guy. But the more Tracy got to know him, the more she realized he was a hidden gem who never failed to amaze her.

As the car zoomed down the road, everything went quiet for a while.

Rachel sat with her arms crossed, glancing at Matthew every now and then. It was crazy to think that she had maintained her chastity for so long, only to lose it just like that.

She couldn't shake the feeling of being taken advantage of, especially with Matthew acting like nothing had happened. It only fueled her anger more, and she muttered, "Pervert."

Matthew was focusing on driving. Upon hearing that, he asked, "Are you talking about me?"

Rachel snorted coldly. Feeling upset, she gazed out the window.

Matthew chuckled and said, "You're the one who acted like a pervert today. You jumped on me when I was driving without a care in the world. Even when I yelled for help, you didn't let me go."

Upon hearing Matthew's words, Rachel remembered what had happened earlier and realized she had lunged at him. The thought made her blush, and she quickly turned to look out the window.

In the back seat, Tracy's face was red. "Is that something I should be hearing?" she thought.