When Love Is a Lie

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.”

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

His tone left no room for debate as

didn’t argue further and

as he held her ankle, resting her foot on his knee and carefully

warm as her foot twitched involuntarily.

low as he continued applying the ointment with soft, precise movements.

the point that she felt she might forget how to

had finished, Noel wrapped her ankle in a bandage. “Keep it dry for

Whitney’s voice was slightly hoarse.

her. “Why

felt embarrassed and touched her cheeks. “Blushing? No, it’s probably just

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didn’t press

said, “You’re

just handle minor injuries. During his year abroad, he had encountered dangerous situations and learned to tend to his own wounds when he couldn’t go to a

him.

packed away the supplies, he remarked, “Your survival

clinics, and family doctors are for. I don’t need to handle things myself.”

of her upbringing by her father, it was clear she had been raised in comfort and hadn’t experienced Noel’s rougher life.

pressed against the warmth of his chest. Noel had caught her, his lips brushed against her forehead by

could hear his breathing grow slightly quicker in those few moments.

away, but he held her firmly,

go…” she murmured, staring at his chest.

didn’t catch it,” Noel said, his voice laced with

raised her head.

hot, intense kiss that swallowed

tried to push him away, but he cupped the back of her head, holding her firmly in place, giving her no chance