The Great Medical Saint (Matthew) novel Chapter 361

Rachel's face was pale, and her mind was blank. Her body seemed to have lost all strength, and she slowly collapsed backward and sank into the couch.

At this moment, she felt like she was falling into a bottomless abyss, filled with despair and fear.

She had already fallen in love with Matthew, especially after their three intimate encounters. She felt that her whole body and soul belonged to him.

She didn't want anything to happen to her family. But more than that, she didn't want to drag Matthew into her mess.

After sitting for a while, she suddenly stood up with a look of resolute determination across her face. "Grandpa, contact that person. I agree to break off my engagement and accept the Wood family's proposal.

"But they must agree to two conditions. First, neither the Carter family nor the Grant family can be harmed; not a single person must be touched.

"Second, we can get engaged first, but I need three years to focus on managing Wealthwave Group. I can only get married after those three years."

Fred looked at his granddaughter with a distraught expression. "Rachel, you… you're hurting yourself. When you first agreed to marry Matthew, you were miserable. But luckily, you were satisfied after you got to know him.

"Matthew is a young and promising man, but this time is different. Isaac is a menace who is definitely up to no good."

Rachel's cold expression softened slightly. "Then what should we do? Wait for the Carter family to be destroyed and let the Grant family get dragged down with us? Do we have any other choice?"

Fred seemed to age ten years in an instant. He walked over to Rachel and gently stroked her face. "It's all my fault. I worked so hard for many years, thinking that by earning billions and building a business empire, I had created a powerful family.

"But I never expected that we couldn't withstand a single word from a powerful family. They are the real aristocrats—they're able to destroy us with just a word."

Rachel felt sad hearing this. "Grandpa, don't blame yourself. This isn't your fault. They're using their power to oppress us. Protecting this family and ensuring that Matthew isn't harmed because of me is my responsibility.

A large hand and small hand linked together, gently shaking. Finally, their thumbs touched to seal the deal.

Just then, Matthew's phone rang. He pulled it out and waved it in front of Lorraine. "Look, it's Rachel calling."

Lorraine giggled and said, "You must tell Rachel that I miss her, and she has to pick me up from school tomorrow."

Matthew nodded and walked aside with his phone to answer the call. "Hello, Rachel. Miss me?"

Hearing his voice, Rachel's heart softened.

Memories of their time together flashed through her mind—from the first time they met when he treated her grandfather to how they had gotten engaged and then been driven out.