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.

the past, she would be worried sick even by a small scratch on

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

to his hairline.

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gotten it from the shattered

continued tending

on the sofa while Mikayla stood beside him to make things easier.

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

reached out and unbuttoned a few

buttons.

Mikayla said, holding his head in

hand pressed against his forehead.

then he saw the focused expression on Mikayla’s

nose was petite, while her

had an urge to bite

reached out

sudden move, Mikayla leaned down. In the instant before their

pressed against

fragrance, engulfed Jerome. He

struggled to stand up. She glared at

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

furious. She angrily dropped the cotton

couldn’t help recalling the soft sensation when

went to the kitchen and

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room. She felt a sense of defeat and frustration.

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