The Great Medical Saint novel Chapter 47

Jeffrey had mocked Matthew for being a driver, for being poor, and having never driven a luxury car.

And now, Matthew actually boasted that the car he had driven last night was Rachel—the woman Jeffrey loved!

It was too heartbreaking!

Rachel, who was sitting in the car, finally understood Matthew's words.

She immediately grew furious. She raised her fists and punched Matthew on the shoulder. "What nonsense are you talking about? We slept in separate rooms last night," she exclaimed.

Matthew laughed and apologized, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said such nonsense, especially with others around. Let me explain. We were in the same bed but we slept separately.

"But I had a dream last night. I dreamt about driving. Maybe it's a habit from work that I even drive in my dreams. I drove all night long and now my back aches.

"Now, please stop hitting me and let me rest for a while."

Rachel's pretty face turned red with anger. That bastard's explanation had only made things worse. It was as if he was intentionally trying to cover something up!

She couldn't say much in front of Jeffrey.

Instead, she clenched her teeth and punched Matthew a few more times before letting him off reluctantly.

Jeffrey felt even worse. His face contorted with anger, and he continuously cursed internally.

"Matthew, how dare you humiliate me and touch the woman I like. Just wait! If I don't fucking kill you, I won't fucking call myself a man.

"Rachel, you bitch. You acted all chaste when I was pursuing you before. It turns out you're nothing but a cheap bitch.

"Just wait, when I take over Wealthwave Group, I'll make you kneel and lick my toes," he thought to himself.

Rachel noticed that Jeffrey was standing still and urged, "Jeffrey, I need to get to the airport quickly. Please start the car."

Jeffrey rubbed his face and forced a smile. "Alright, we're leaving now." He started the car, pressed the gas pedal, and sped toward the airport.

The car ride to the airport was unusually quiet. Matthew closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. He really didn't want to talk to someone like Jeffrey—not even a word.

After he had been released from prison, he had only stayed home for two nights before he had left again. He felt extremely homesick at the moment.

He missed Lorraine. Her adorable little face kept appearing in his mind. He wanted to go home and play with her.