Chapter 327

He came out in the middle of the night to buy medicine. “Could it be kidney tonic?” The man stared at me with a malicious gaze, making me extremely uncomfortable. It felt as if his gaze stripped me naked.

I said lightly, “Mr. Galatea is mistaken. This is a painkiller. A colleague is ill.”

“Oh…” Matthew chuckled. “Is that the delicate beauty?”

I didn’t answer, but asked, “Mr. Galatea, do you have urgent business? If not, I need to return. My colleague is waiting for the medicine.”

“What’s the rush? The delicate beauty is dead; you have a better chance with Mr. Humphrey.”

I lowered my gaze and said seriously, “Mr. Galatea, please watch your words.”

“Oh, I forgot, you and Mr. Humphrey were married. Instead of ‘hook up,’ let’s say…rekindle the old flame.”

I disliked this man intensely. From the moment I saw him, I felt a strong aversion. If not for official business, I wouldn’t have been so polite. The cold wind cut into my face, making it sore, and my head ached. Ignoring official business, I buried my head and tried to pass him.

However, I’d barely missed his shoulder when he grabbed me in his arms. I screamed and struggled to push him away. “Mr. Galatea, behave yourself!”

Matthew flicked his cigarette ash and smiled mischievously. “Mr. Humphrey doesn’t appreciate beauty. Let me take care of you instead. Isn’t that better?”

“Mr. Galatea!” I said in a low voice, expressing my anger.

He chuckled. “By the way, didn’t Mr. Humphrey say he’d try for a baby with you tonight?” So, is he now flirting with that delicate beauty? Tsk tsk tsk…

He shook his head, looking regretful. “Look at you. They treat you this way, and you’re not angry, even braving the wind and snow to buy medicine for your rival, Ms. Duffy. You love so humbly.”

I pursed my lips. “Mr. Galatea misunderstood. It’s not about humility; I’m Mr. Humphrey’s secretary and must carry out his orders.”

Oh… I said Mr. Humphrey liked the delicate beauty. In the middle of the night, I was sent out to buy medicine for another woman, without even a car. Tsk tsk, in his eyes, I’m not even as good as a warm bed. How about you follow me instead?

He said this and suddenly approached. I quickly stepped back, watching him cautiously. I said in a low voice, “Mr. Galatea, please don’t joke. I’m in a hurry.”

“Hehe, are you in such a hurry you don’t mind interrupting their good time?” Matthew’s dark eyes were fixed on my collar; his gaze was aggressive. I was a little nervous. This was Matthew’s territory, and I was alone on the street. How can I get rid of him?