Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew)

Chapter 2039

"I'll formally apologize to you. Come, Mr. Larson, let me toast to you." Tritus was holding his glass and

looking very warm and friendly. If one didn't know better, one would think they were old friends.

Although Matthew wasn't sure what Tritus was up to, he didn't want to waste time guessing. He just

went with the flow and soon, they raised their glasses and lightly clinked them together. Finally, the

tense atmosphere started to ease up.

Roxanne also stopped frowning and began to enjoy the food in front of her. After some time of eating

and drinking, Tritus stood up from the table and left with the excuse of going to the washroom. Before

he left the table, he made eye contact with Eleanor. She understood and nodded. After waiting for a

while, Eleanor followed him to the washroom.

"Miss Bane, thank you so much for this. But I still need your help later to put Matthew in his place.

Could you do me this favor?" Tritus said with a flattering tone. As he handed her a beautifully packaged

gift box, he added, "Here, it's just a little something. I hope you'll like it."

As a lover of high-end handbags, Eleanor recognized the brand with just one glance. It was a Chloé

Globally Limited Edition handbag with an official price of 200 thousand. It was a bag that even with

money, one couldn't buy without special connections. Although she was excited inside, she didn't show

it on her face and accepted the gift calmly.

"Tritus, in my heart, you are the only one who is the most suitable partner for Roxanne. But please, use

your brain and don't be so impulsive all the time. Roxanne is mad at me for speaking up for you. You

should know that there are many outstanding young men in Bainbridge, and Roxanne's health is slowly

recovering. I hope you can do better." Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

Even though she was reprimanding Tritus, he was still polite toward her and agreed with her. He

remained calm until she left. Then, he put away his smile.

"F*ck this b*tch! If it weren't for Roxanne, who do you think you are to reprimand me? Wait until I get

Roxanne. You won't have it easy then," he cursed and angrily punched the vanity mirror in the

bathroom. His facial expression became especially ferocious. Leaning on the washbasin, he breathed

heavily due to his rage. After a few deep breaths, he leaned down and splashed water on his face.

When he stood up again, he looked at himself in the mirror with cracked glass. His ferocious

expression was now replaced with a gentle smile.

When he returned to the dining table, Eleanor was chatting with Matthew. "Mr. Larson, I've always been

curious. What kind of job do miracle doctors like you do in your daily life? Do you run your own clinic?"

Matthew answered truthfully, "Currently, I am a chief physician at a city-level hospital. I also do some

small business on the side to make a living."

Hearing this, Tritus and Eleanor smiled at each other. After regaining her composure, Eleanor

responded earnestly, "Being a doctor is great. It's a stable job that comes with good benefits. With your

medical skills, you're probably making at least 3 to 4.5 grand a month, right?"

She was praising Matthew on the surface but actually belittling him. Such a salary was considered high

income compared to the average person, but that was only true for ordinary people.

Going along with Eleanor's words, Tritus proudly grinned and said, "Come on, let's eat first. Roxy, don't

you like desserts? Try this new truffle mousse. Matthew, you should try it too. This costs 5 thousand per

serving. Don't waste it."

His underlying meaning was clear—You're just a poor man whose monthly salary isn't even enough to

buy a piece of dessert for Roxanne.

Matthew was shocked. It's actually that expensive? If I were to pay with one basic Restoration Pill I

usually carry with me, I would only be able to buy 100 of these desserts. Such a waste, such a waste.