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.

scratch on his fingernail. Yet, she didn’t

forehead. There was a cut near his

to his

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the shattered glass.

anything, she continued tending to the

while Mikayla stood beside him to make

strands of her hair brushed against Jerome’s face. Her unique fragrance filled his nostrils.

stuffy. He reached out and unbuttoned a few of his

buttons.

said, holding his

warm hand pressed against his forehead. Jerome felt his

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

while her lips were plump and

Jerome had an

he reached out and embraced

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

pressed against his

with a subtle fragrance, engulfed Jerome.

to stand up. She

snapped out of it. His expression turned cold. “Don’t try to seduce

angrily dropped the cotton swab she was holding

recalling the soft sensation when

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

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on the bed in her room.

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