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 didn’t notice all of

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

his

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

continued tending to

while Mikayla stood beside him

few strands of her hair brushed against Jerome’s face.

out

buttons.

said, holding his head in

hand pressed against his forehead. Jerome felt his throat

But then he saw the focused expression on Mikayla’s face.

petite, while her lips were plump and

had an urge to bite

out and embraced Mikayla’s neck.

leaned down. In the instant before their lips. met, she twisted her head to

cheek pressed against his lips.

smooth feeling, coupled with a subtle fragrance, engulfed Jerome. He pulled her

you doing?” Mikayla struggled to stand up. She glared

cold. “Don’t

angrily dropped the cotton swab she

couldn’t help recalling the soft sensation when

to the kitchen and poured himself a

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

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