Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew) novel Chapter 1712

"Forget it, Tristen. Do you think I want to interfere with your matters? It's just that the clothes you're wearing are so embarrassing. If this gets out and someone sees this, they might take you for an idiot!"

An anxious Tristen asked, "H-How is this embarrassing?"

"That's because they're not matching! This skirt shouldn't be worn together with this type of top."

"What should I match it with, then?"

Zoey immediately sprang up. "Here, let me teach you. Listen now, this type of skirt should be matched with tops that are a little girly, and the shoes should be cute as well…"

Standing next to her, Tristen listened intently as she tried her best to remember every word Zoey was saying.

Looking at Tristen being so concentrated, Zoey suddenly burst into a giggle. "Tristen, why the sudden interest in ladies' things? Do you have someone you like?"

Instantly, Tristen's face blushed brightly and she stammered, "T-That's nonsense. I… I don't have anyone I like… I'm j-just…"

Even after stammering for a while, she couldn't come up with a good explanation and plopped into a seat in frustration.

On the other hand, Zoey threw back her head and laughed out loudly. This was the first time in her life she had seen Tristen so embarrassed.

Instantly, blood drained from Tristen's face and she cast Zoey a warning and angry look. "You… How can you have such thoughts? Dr. Larson is a married man!" she pointed out angrily.

Zoey sniggered indifferently. "What kind of marriage is that? When he was at the lowest point of his life, he had no other choice but to be a live-in son-in-law for 100,000. All these years, he was at the beck and call of the Cunninghams like a dog, and they never treated him like a man at all," she said, lifting up her chest and cackling. "So, I'm planning to save him from this disaster by making him my husband. For the rest of my life, I'll give him all the best things in the world. In the first half of his life, he had suffered a lot, but in the later half, I won't let him suffer a single bit!"

A few mere words from her was enough to ignite an excitement in Tristen, and from the light in her eyes, Zoey knew that her plan had basically succeeded.

Giggling, she took a seat next to Tristen. "I'm going first, Tristen. I've sent someone to bring a lot of clothes over and I have to try them all later. Dr. Larson is leaving tomorrow, so I have to leave him with an unforgettable memory!"