Rachel puffed up her pretty face in anger. Matthew always brought up this matter. Didn't she make herself clear enough? Did he really not get it, or was he just playing dumb?
They were still broken up, but he still danced around the topic even though things were so straightforward.
Rachel sighed. Feeling a little worn out, she lay down and tried to catch her breath. As the heat in her body faded away, she gradually got her head straight again.
Recalling Isaac's death, she immediately snapped back to reality as if she had been splashed with a bucket of cold water.
Isaac was Horace's grandson, and the latter held military power and dominated the northwest region. People knew him as the Tiger. Nobody dared to cross him or they'd be completely wiped out.
Rachel jolted up and held Matthew's hand, saying nervously, "Hurry up and get out of here, Matthew. Bring your parents and Lorraine along to flee together. Otherwise, things might get dangerous."
Matthew didn't bring up dating because he had killed Isaac. Horace was going to go all out for revenge, and Matthew didn't want to put Rachel in any trouble.
The moment Rachel came back to her senses, the first thing that came to her mind was Matthew's safety. A wave of warmth washed over him.
"Relax. I wasn't the one responsible for this. The culprits were those ten burly men. I was in the middle of a conversation with Isaac when those big guys stormed in. They beat him up and then took him away."
Rachel gasped. "So you're telling me you didn't take on Isaac?"
As Rachel spoke, a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes. The last time Isaac made a move on her, Matthew stepped in right away. She didn't believe he didn't do anything this time.
Matthew earnestly nodded. "If I did it, I'd own up to it. But if someone else did, I'm not going to take the blame for that."
Seeing how serious Matthew looked, Rachel felt he wasn't lying, so her expression eased a lot. But she couldn't shake her anxiety.
"Even if it wasn't you, I'm still worried about the Wood family retaliating."
Matthew leaned closer. "It's okay. I'll listen to you and find a place to lay low for a bit.
"How about this? You'll head back to your company first. If anyone asks about Isaac, tell them you were halfway through a conversation when some people showed up to talk to him. So, you headed out and knew nothing about what happened next."
Rachel eased her frown. "That's a great plan. I won't mention you being here, so it won't give you any trouble."
With a doting look, Matthew fixed his gaze on Rachel and playfully pinched her puffy cheeks. Then, he quickly got out of the car and left.
Feeling annoyed, Rachel cursed, "You scoundrel."
After Matthew was gone, Rachel grinned ear to ear, as though she'd indulged in some candy. She felt good and reminisced about the pleasant moments.
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