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.”

reached out to take the supplies from him. “I can

His tone left

argue further and sat down quietly.

her ankle, resting her foot on his knee and carefully tending

warm as

as he continued applying the ointment with soft,

point that she

her ankle in a bandage. “Keep it dry for the

was slightly hoarse.

at her. “Why

her cheeks. “Blushing? No, it’s probably

Way Teation

press further.

said,

encountered dangerous situations and learned to

him.

he remarked, “Your survival skills are severely

and family doctors are for. I don’t need to handle things

true purpose of her upbringing by her father, it was clear she had been raised in comfort

Instead of hitting the cold floor, she found herself pressed against the

breathing grow slightly quicker in

hand to push him away, but he held her firmly, her effort barely moving

murmured, staring

Noel said, his voice laced with

the teasing tone, Whitney raised her head. “I said…”

with a hot, intense

the back of her head, holding her firmly in place,

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