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.

be worried sick even by a small scratch on his fingernail.

forehead. There was a cut near

to his hairline.

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the shattered glass. The blood had dried

continued tending to

while Mikayla stood

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

out and unbuttoned a few

buttons.

said, holding his head

against his forehead. Jerome

himself. But then he saw the focused expression on Mikayla’s face. Her skin was fair. It looked so soft that even the tiny hairs

petite, while her lips were plump and

of nowhere, Jerome had an urge to

his instincts, he reached out and embraced

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

pressed against his

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

to

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

She angrily dropped the cotton swab

the soft sensation when

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

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room. She felt a sense of defeat and

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