Back in Time: Unshackling From Love

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Jerome said, “Where do you think you’re going? You should apply the ointment for me.”

“Sorry, I’m not a doctor, and I don’t have an obligation to do that.” Mikayla coldly refused.

Jerome’s displeasure intensified. She seemed worried about him earlier. Why did her mood change so fast? Her mood swings were terrible.

“Obligation? Think about how I got injured.”

Mikayla thought he wouldn’t have gotten injured if he hadn’t recklessly crashed into Taylor’s car.

However, Jerome clearly wanted to settle scores with her, and she wasn’t in the mood to argue with him. She reckoned that applying some ointment wouldn’t take long.

Amy approached with a medical kit. Frowning, Mikayla picked up a cotton swab and alcohol.

“Sir, Madam, I’ll continue with my work. Call me if you need anything.”

Amy left, and Mikayla started to deal with Jerome’s wounds.

Although the scratches on his arms weren’t very serious, there were several places where the flesh was exposed. There was also quite a bit of blood.

Jerome’s wounds stung as the alcohol came into contact with them. He frowned but didn’t say anything.

Mikayla tried to be gentle.

“It’s done.”

After applying the medicine to his arm, Mikayla prepared to put away the medical kit and

wash her hands.

“My forehead is hurt, too.” Jerome wasn’t happy with her perfunctory attitude.

worried sick even by a small scratch on his fingernail. Yet, she

wound on Jerome’s forehead. There was a cut near

his hairline.

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from the shattered glass. The blood had dried

she continued tending to

the sofa while Mikayla stood beside

Mikayla’s slender waist was slightly bent, and a few strands of

somewhat stuffy. He reached out and unbuttoned a

buttons.

Mikayla said, holding his head in place.

forehead. Jerome felt his throat drying

the focused expression on Mikayla’s face. Her skin was fair. It looked so

her lips

Jerome had an urge to

he reached out and embraced Mikayla’s neck.

In the instant before their lips. met, she

cheek pressed against his

subtle fragrance,

struggled to stand up. She glared

snapped out of it. His expression turned cold. “Don’t try to seduce me while you’re treating

the cotton swab she was holding and

swaying figure, Jerome couldn’t help recalling the soft

his fists, Jerome suddenly felt thirsty. He went to the

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Mikayla lay on the bed in her room. She felt a sense

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