The Great Medical Saint novel Chapter 262

Matthew pulled Sara toward him and bent her over. Then, he raised his hand to slap her firm, round butt.

The sound of the slap was crisp, and her butt jiggled like jelly, quivering from the impact. Sara felt a burning and tingling sensation on her butt. It was a strange feeling.

"What… what are you doing?"

Matthew didn't say a word and slapped her a few more times. After more than ten slaps, tears streamed down Sara's face.

She felt humiliated and was trembling from fear.

Matthew paused. "Do you know what you did wrong?"

Sara nodded repeatedly. "I know. I know I was wrong. Everything I said was wrong. I shouldn't have asked Rachel to fire you, and I shouldn't have threatened you. I'm a bastard. I… I shouldn't have called you that."

Matthew nodded. "Remember—don't piss me off again. That includes that Hobbes guy too. Anyone who provokes me will pay the price! Now, get in the car. We're going back to Wealthwave Group."

Sara was still skeptical, not believing that Matthew would let her off so easily. But she dared not question it. She obediently opened the car door and sat inside.

Matthew got in and snorted coldly. "No one opened the door for you, but you still managed to open it yourself, didn't you? You have hands, but you still want me to open the door for you!"

Terrified, Sara quickly agreed. "I was wrong. I won't trouble others to open the door for me anymore."

Matthew started the car and slowly turned around to drive back.

Sara's heart was in her throat. She worried that Matthew wouldn't take her back to Wealthwave Group.

But thankfully, he didn't lie, and the car was indeed heading back toward the city.