Chapter: 652

Tyrone said, his face emotionless.

Sabrina’s cold stare was her only response.

Reluctantly, she placed a box of cotton swabs on the table, and sat beside Tyrone, raising her dress to her knees.

Her flawless calves were marred with bruises, including a mark where a high-heeled shoe seemed to have stepped, breaking the skin.

Tyrone’s eyes softened, his fingers gently brushing Sabrina’s injured calf. “Does it hurt?”

Truth be told, it didn’t hurt unless pressed, but Tyrone’s touch tickled her, sending chills down her spine.

“Hurry up!”

face darkening, Tyrone applied the ointment

gasped, surprised by the

sorry. You said hurry up, and I didn’t control my

replied, squeezing out more

convinced he had done it

she looked up, she saw Tyrone’s serious face, his concentration making him look

and thick, his nose straight,

up, catching her

away,

with the medicine on your legs. Is there any other injury except

“No.”

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