The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)
Chapter 48

At Lambda City, Matthew accompanied Rachel out of the airport. The pair headed straight to Wealthwave Group.

The building was brightly lit. The senior executives were holding a meeting in the conference room. They discussed solutions one by one.

Tracy helped take minutes for the meeting.

At that moment, the conference room door swung open. Rachel walked in, followed by Matthew. Everyone in the conference room instantly fell silent. Their gazes were fixed on Matthew.

Rachel sat down and started flipping through the documents. She had already forgotten that someone was behind her.

Matthew held a briefcase in his hands. He had wanted to leave after saying hello. But when he saw that Rachel was busy with work, he didn't want to interrupt her thoughts.

The sales manager, Tyler Hill, frowned when he saw Matthew standing there. "What are you here for?" he asked.

Matthew pondered for a moment and decided it wouldn't be appropriate to say he was Rachel's boyfriend when they were in a professional setting.

He might be regarded as a freeloader. So, he decided to report his position in the company. "I'm a chauffeur."

Chauffeur?

Tyler's face darkened immediately. "This is a highly confidential company meeting. Even the manager of the logistics department isn't qualified to attend. Do you think you, a mere chauffeur, can attend it?" The conference room was filled with senior executives. They all looked at Matthew with mocking expressions.

Tracy's lips curled slightly as she quietly watched Matthew.

She wanted to see Matthew get embarrassed. She had always doubted whether things would work out between Rachel and Matthew.

Upon hearing the commotion, Rachel turned and saw that Matthew was still present.

Realizing her oversight, she said, "I got so busy that I forgot about you. You can go back now. I'm staying at the office tonight. Go home and come pick me up at 8:30 am tomorrow morning to take me to the hospital." Matthew uttered an "oh" in acknowledgment. He set down the briefcase, turned around, and left.

After seeing Matthew leave, Rachel stood up and said, "There are four problems with this issue. Let's start with the first one. How do we minimize the impact?"

Matthew walked out of the office and closed the door. He could faintly hear Rachel speaking.

It seemed like a serious matter. However, he was just a mere driver. No matter how big Wealthwave Group's problem was, it had nothing to do with him.

He went to the underground parking lot, found the car, and drove straight home.

Once he reached home, he found that Lorraine was already asleep. Seeing her lying on the bed, drooling, he couldn't help but laugh.

She was probably dreaming of eating something delicious.

Lillian quickly washed her hands when she saw that Matthew had returned. "Get some rest for a while. I'll go make some pasta." Matthew wasn't actually hungry, but he didn't refuse. He smiled and said, "Alright, I'm starving. I came back just for your pasta."

Lillian smiled as she headed to the kitchen. "I've been waiting for you to come back."

Stanley complained, "It's so late already, and your mother still has to make you pasta. Come back earlier next time."

Matthew smiled and agreed.

Since he had started his business successfully, he had given his parents a break. He had often returned home after eating outside so as not to burden Lillian.

Later, he had noticed that Lillian's mental state had started to deteriorate because she'd had nothing to do.

So, he had made it a point to come home for meals, and her condition had improved as well. From then on, he had understood one thing.

He needed to make Lillian feel useful, needed, and indispensable.

Stanley poured a glass of water and said, "Tessa came by yesterday."

What?

Matthew, who had been about to take a sip from the glass, immediately set it down. "Why did she come?"

Stanley had a puzzled expression. "She bought some gifts and said she wanted to visit Lori. She chatted for a bit, but she seemed to be probing for information about you." Matthew felt even more puzzled. "You didn't tell her anything about me, right?"

Stanley shook his head. "No, I didn't tell her anything. She seemed to have something on her mind. She didn't tell me, and I didn't ask."

Matthew picked up his glass again. He really didn't want to have anything to do with Tessa. "That's good. Her affairs have nothing to do with me anymore."

...

The next day, Matthew carried Lorraine in his arms and walked outside. "Let's go. Daddy's taking you to school today."

Lorraine kissed his cheek and said, "Thanks, Dad."

Matthew felt the wet kiss on his face. He smiled broadly, carried her, and walked out.

A black car was parked at the door. The door opened, and a woman stepped out.

Tessa?

Matthew frowned. He wondered why she had come at this time.

Lorraine clung to Matthew's neck and looked at Tessa timidly.

Upon seeing Matthew, Tessa approached with a smile. "Taking Lorraine to school? Come, take my car. I'll give you both a ride," she offered. Matthew shook his head. "There's no need. We'll go on our own."

Tessa noticed the disdain on Matthew's face, and her smile became a bit stiff.