Chapter 100 Way Too Domineering

Damian left with Rachel, while the security guards escorted the creepy man away in restraints, and called

for an ambulance.

Owen had already called the police too.

Just then, Yvette suddenly gasped and pointed at Whitney’s ankle. “Your foot is bleeding!”

Whitney looked down and noticed a bloodstain on her light–colored pant leg. It must have happened

when she jumped off the terrace and scraped her ank/*

They had moved her to a new room, and there was a first aid kit by the TV cabinet. She was about to grab it when Noel and Yvette both moved to grab it.

But Thomas pulled Yvette back. “Do you even know how to disinfect a wound? Don’t make things worse,”

he said, pulling her toward the door,

“How am I making it worse? Let go of me, Thomas!” Yvette’s voice faded as she was pulled away.

The door remained open, a cool breeze slipped in, making Whitney shiver and sneeze. When Noel

returned, he shut the door behind him.

“Hey, you…” Whitney wanted to say people might get the wrong idea about them being alone together but ultimately said nothing.

Noel sat in front of her, opening the first aid kit. He pulled out iodine, ointment, and bandages. “Take off your shoes and socks.”

complied, then reached out to take the supplies from

of her reach. His tone left no room for debate

his determined look, Whitney didn’t argue further and

avoided the injured area as he held her ankle, resting her foot on his knee and carefully tending to

warm as her foot twitched involuntarily.

voice was low as he continued applying the ointment with

to the point that she felt

a bandage. “Keep

Whitney’s voice was slightly hoarse.

looked up at her. “Why

her cheeks. “Blushing? No, it’s

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didn’t press

changed the topic and said, “You’re pretty skilled at

he had encountered dangerous situations and learned to tend to his

him.

remarked, “Your survival skills are

clinics, and family doctors are

was clear she had been raised in comfort and hadn’t experienced Noel’s rougher life.

herself pressed against the warmth of his chest. Noel had caught her, his

breathing grow slightly quicker in those

him away, but he held her

she murmured, staring at his

was that? I didn’t catch it,” Noel said, his

teasing tone, Whitney raised her head. “I

with a hot, intense kiss that swallowed her words.

cupped the back of her head, holding

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