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.

would be worried sick even by a small scratch

Jerome’s forehead. There was a cut

his hairline.

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must have gotten it from the shattered glass. The

she continued

the sofa while Mikayla stood beside him to make things

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

He reached out and unbuttoned a few of his

buttons.

move,” Mikayla said, holding his head

hand pressed against his forehead. Jerome

the focused expression on Mikayla’s face. Her

was petite, while her lips were plump and glistening.

of nowhere, Jerome had an urge

out and embraced Mikayla’s

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

against his lips.

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

are you doing?” Mikayla struggled to stand

cold. “Don’t

dropped the cotton swab she was holding and went

swaying figure, Jerome couldn’t help recalling the soft

to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of

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

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