“I don’t need your help,” he ground out.

The only people he allowed to treat him were his trusted doctors.

Shera took a step back and compromised.

“Fine, I won’t touch you.

I’ll stand here and wait until you treat yourself. Then I’ll take the first aid box back down.”

Marcus snorted and decided to act like she wasn’t around. He opened the box and took out the disinfectant, disinfecting his hand first.

Shera let her gaze travel around the big bedroom, taking in every detail. The bed was dark blue, and the floor was covered with a snow white carpet. The dresser carried some exquisite bottles and jars that only meant one thing; Millie must have lived in this room too.

his hand

asked softly, “It seems that you usually have irritable disorder attacks and have a tendency to act violent.

a hospital before, and had

Marcus was shooting daggers at her with his

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and saw a patient who

in a cold tone, “Mind

his answer meant Millie

had to be pleased or not by this. On one hand, she was happy she knew Marcus’ weakness, and Millie didn’t. On the other hand, she feared

not the first time

by coming upstairs and locking himself in the room. He could feel

Trenton today. He asked me to go to the Thomas Group tomorrow. He will tell me the details about the aid plan

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