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.

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

at the wound on Jerome’s forehead.

his

Chairtey 13

2/3

must have gotten it from the shattered

continued tending to the

the sofa while Mikayla stood beside him to make

was slightly bent, and a few strands of her hair

reached out and unbuttoned a few

buttons.

said, holding his head

hand pressed against his forehead. Jerome felt his throat drying

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

nose was petite, while her lips were plump and

of nowhere, Jerome had an urge to bite

his instincts, he reached out and embraced

move, Mikayla leaned down. In the instant before their

pressed against his

feeling, coupled with a subtle fragrance,

Mikayla struggled to stand up. She glared at

cold. “Don’t try

She angrily dropped the cotton

swaying figure, Jerome couldn’t help recalling the soft

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

30

the bed in her room. She felt a sense of defeat and

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255