Back in Time: Unshackling From Love

Chapter 13

Jerome said, “Where do you think you’re going? You should apply the ointment for me.”

“Sorry, I’m not a doctor, and I don’t have an obligation to do that.” Mikayla coldly refused.

Jerome’s displeasure intensified. She seemed worried about him earlier. Why did her mood change so fast? Her mood swings were terrible.

“Obligation? Think about how I got injured.”

Mikayla thought he wouldn’t have gotten injured if he hadn’t recklessly crashed into Taylor’s car.

However, Jerome clearly wanted to settle scores with her, and she wasn’t in the mood to argue with him. She reckoned that applying some ointment wouldn’t take long.

Amy approached with a medical kit. Frowning, Mikayla picked up a cotton swab and alcohol.

“Sir, Madam, I’ll continue with my work. Call me if you need anything.”

Amy left, and Mikayla started to deal with Jerome’s wounds.

Although the scratches on his arms weren’t very serious, there were several places where the flesh was exposed. There was also quite a bit of blood.

Jerome’s wounds stung as the alcohol came into contact with them. He frowned but didn’t say anything.

Mikayla tried to be gentle.

“It’s done.”

After applying the medicine to his arm, Mikayla prepared to put away the medical kit and

wash her hands.

“My forehead is hurt, too.” Jerome wasn’t happy with her perfunctory attitude.

a small scratch on his fingernail. Yet, she didn’t notice all of

on Jerome’s forehead. There was a

to his hairline.

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must have gotten it from the shattered glass. The blood

continued

Mikayla stood beside him to make

Mikayla’s slender waist was slightly bent, and a few strands of her hair brushed against Jerome’s face. Her unique fragrance filled his nostrils.

Jerome felt somewhat stuffy. He reached out and unbuttoned a few of his top

buttons.

holding his

forehead. Jerome felt his throat

saw the focused expression on Mikayla’s face. Her skin was fair. It looked so soft that even the tiny

her lips were plump and glistening.

of nowhere, Jerome had an

reached out and embraced Mikayla’s neck.

for the sudden move, Mikayla leaned down. In the instant before their lips. met, she twisted her head

against his lips.

a subtle fragrance, engulfed Jerome. He pulled her closer to him.

struggled to stand up. She glared at him.

cold. “Don’t try to seduce me

crazy?” Mikayla was furious. She angrily dropped the cotton swab she was

recalling the soft

his fists, Jerome suddenly felt thirsty. He went to the kitchen and poured himself

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lay on the bed in her room. She felt a sense