Back in Time: Unshackling From Love

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.

even by a small scratch on his fingernail. Yet, she didn’t notice all of

Jerome’s forehead. There was

to his hairline.

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gotten it from the shattered glass. The blood had dried up.

she continued tending to

sofa while Mikayla stood

slender waist was slightly bent, and a few strands of her hair brushed against Jerome’s face. Her unique fragrance filled his nostrils.

felt somewhat stuffy. He reached out

buttons.

Mikayla said, holding his head in place.

forehead. Jerome felt his throat drying

Mikayla’s face. Her skin was fair. It looked so soft that even the tiny hairs were

was petite, while her lips were plump

an urge to bite her.

his instincts, he reached out and embraced Mikayla’s

for the sudden move, Mikayla leaned down. In the instant before their lips. met, she twisted her head

against

gentle and smooth feeling, coupled with a subtle fragrance, engulfed

doing?” Mikayla struggled to stand

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

furious. She angrily dropped the cotton swab she was holding and went

recalling the soft sensation

suddenly felt thirsty. He went to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of cold

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her room. She felt a