My face and hands were almost numb from the cold.

Chapter 326

I don’t know how long I walked before finally arriving at the pharmacy. The shop owner looked at me in surprise, then quickly poured me a cup of hot water. “It’s cold outside; why are you still wearing slippers?”

I held the paper cup, feeling the warmth seeping through my palm. My hand finally regained some sensation. I rubbed my almost frozen face and smiled at him, saying, “I rushed out and forgot to change.”

I paused and said, “Help me get two boxes of painkillers.”

“Ah, okay.”

The shop owner quickly handed me two boxes of painkillers, packed in a bag. I paid and was about to leave when he suddenly shouted, “It’s snowing outside! Why don’t you wait until the snow stops? There’s heating in my shop.”

“No, thank you,” I smiled calmly. “Someone is waiting for me to deliver the medicine.”

I left. The boss’s voice murmured from behind, “Even if you’re in a hurry, I can’t let you come out in the middle of the night in this wind and snow to buy medicine, right?”

Chapter 325

Yeah, just hang in there, and this night will soon be over. But Reynaldo was anxious; he couldn’t bear to see Kimberly suffer for another minute.

Coming out of the store, the sudden temperature contrast made me shiver unexpectedly. I tightened my down jacket and walked towards the hotel with my head buried. Suddenly, a black luxury car stopped beside me.

I slowly raised my eyes. The car window rolled down, revealing Matthew’s mischievous and sinister face. I stared blankly into his dark eyes, with no reaction.

It wasn’t that I didn’t want to react, but I felt like the cold wind had blown me silly; my head was numb.

Matthew smiled. “Hey, how come Mr. Humphrey’s secretary is walking alone on the street, looking so disheveled?” His playful gaze ran from top to bottom, lingering for a few seconds on my slippers.

I said quietly, “Buying medicine.” After saying that, I continued walking forward. Suddenly, he got out of the car and stood in front of me.

The people here were all burly, and Matthew, especially tall in his black coat, was very imposing. I frowned and asked, “Mr. Galatea, is something wrong?”

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Didn’t Jonathan go to Seabed Club with Matthew? And wasn’t Reynaldo saying that Jonathan was drunk as a skunk? But why does Matthew seem completely sober?

Matthew had one hand in his pocket, the other holding a cigarette, looking at me playfully. The cold wind whistled in my ears; I was freezing. I said, “Mr. Galatea, I have something to do, so I’ll go back first. Next time, I’ll invite you for a drink.”

After saying that, I walked towards his side. He suddenly stepped aside and blocked me again.

“Mr. Galatea?” I furrowed my brow, feeling annoyed.

Matthew blew a smoke ring, his gaze sweeping over my slippers and finally landing on my neck. He smirked. “Ms. Duffy, did you do half of it with Mr. Humphrey and then run out?”

Wow, is Mr. Humphrey really that bad? He seemed so gentle and kind, yet he still had the heart to kick you out.