Let's Get Married novel Chapter 737

Jasmine quieted down. She is dizzy. She doesn't have time to worry about the bruises on her body and her swollen face. She looked anxiously at the street view backward outside the car window.

"I, I want to go back to the hospital."

She has nowhere else to go, and the only place she could think of is the hospital.

Pehry takes out a temporary small medicine kit from the back of the car. There are disinfecting tools and medicines inside. He opens the disposable cotton swab and does not look at her. Instead, he looked at the tools in his hand. "How can you go home with that appearance?"

Jasmine is slightly stunned. She lowers her head and looks at her clothes. No need to look in the mirror, she must look terrible.

If her family see her going back like this, they will definitely blast.

Jasmine is still bedridden, so she cannot make any more trouble.

J City was so big, but there is no shelter for her. Jasmine feels that she is very small. Looking at the car's logo on the driver's steering wheel, she feels even more humble.

She was really asking for trouble by looking for him in Red Club. It was too unwise.

What is even more ironic is that her medicine is paid by Pehry. Though the situation is so embarrassing, she is still unable to say a single unpleasant word to him.

This kind of emotion is very contradict, constantly touching her fragile heart. No matter what Pehry did in the past, she never felt this way. She always feels that he is rich. She is just an ordinary student, so it doesn't matter what he says.

But now, apart from money and status, it is more of an emotion that arises from the bottom of her heart.

Just as she is in a daze, Pehry squeezes out the anti-inflammatory ointment. He dips a cotton swab in alcohol and comes closer. His beautiful amorous eyes are especially serious at this moment. "I know you don't want me to touch you, but bear with it until I apply the ointment on your wound."

Then, he immediately reaches out and moves forward. Jasmine keeps away from him. When she smells the smells of perfume and wine on his body, her nose twitches. "You said the same thing just now."

Pehry does not back down, "This is the last time."

"I can do it myself."

"Are you sure?" Pehry raises his eyebrows, but he is not as unruly and frivolous as usual. It is as if he changes into a different person. "Without a mirror, how could you apply medicine on you wound?"

"Just five minutes. Won't be long." After saying that, Pehry directly reaches out and wraps his hand around the back of her neck. His movements are very gentle, and he is afraid that it would aggravate her pain. Seeing her eyebrows furrow as the Iodine touches her skin, his heart feels pain.

"It hurts?"

Jasmine endures it, but after hearing his words, she feels the pain increase a hundred times. Tears roll out of her eyes. Feeling embarrassed, she wants to dodge, but is firmly clasped by his hand.

Pehry thinks that the ointment makes her feel painful, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

The girl's mouth twitches twice, but in the end, she shakes her head silently, with tears flowing down her cheeks.

She is not a girl who cries very often. She is even stronger than most spoiled boys, but tonight she cries many times. Now her eyes are red and swollen.

Pehry wants to help her wipe away the tears, but he dares not to do that. He could only be anxious, "What's wrong?"

Jasmine couldn't help sobbing when she opens her mouth. Her eyelashes are wet. She closes her eyes and whispers, "Leave me alone..."

Even she herself feels ashamed of the way she cries.