Night of Destiny (Anastasia and Elliot) novel Chapter 2576

Zacharias’ face turned grim. He stepped forward and grabbed Shirley’s wrist.

“Go upstairs. I’ll apply some ointment for you.” “I don’t need it, thank you. Let go of me,” Shirley refused. She tried to withdraw her hand only to tug on the wound on her back, causing her to hiss reflexively in pain. “It doesn’t hurt, huh?” Zacharias huffed. “Come upstairs with me.” Just like that, Shirley was dragged upstairs, leaving Tony blinking downstairs.

Damn, Uncle Zacharias is so domineering. A real man should be like him! After leading Shirley to her room, Zacharias went back out and came back with the first aid kit.

“Just leave the kit here,” she said to Zacharias. “I can handle it myself.” Naturally, he wouldn’t take no for an answer. “What, afraid I’ll take advantage of you?” he asked with a quirked brow.

“You say it as if you haven’t done it a few times already,” Shirley retorted. At that, Zacharias replied with a quirked brow, “Not today. Take off your shirt and turn your back to me.” “I’m fine, really. You should leave,” Shirley insisted. However, Zacharias wasn’t backing down either. “You have to let me apply the ointment.” Shirley bit her lip and eventually removed her suit jacket and put it aside. Then, she lifted her black sweater and unhooked her bra to expose her entire back.

Sure enough, a long bruise had formed on her back, and under the light, it looked somewhat horrifying. Zacharias’ heart tightened. Who beat her so brutally?

“Who did this to you?” he asked.

“Just some street hooligans,” Shirley replied.

“How many of them?” “Eight. I took them all down,” Shirley said triumphantly.

“Can’t you stay out of trouble?” Zacharias remarked with displeasure. “I can, but I’m not afraid of trouble. They stopped our car first. That was why I fought back, Shirley explained. At the same time, she felt the warmth of fingertips gently applying ointment to her bruise.

The man didn’t even use a cotton swab; he directly used his hand to apply the medicine. The warmth from his fingertips would enhance the penetration of the medicine into the skin, achieving a better healing effect.