Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

 Jessica just let Forrest do what he wanted. Given that her hair was long and thick, it was time-consuming to dry it. While he was drying her hair, she could use her phone to watch the news regarding the international economy.

After he dried her hair, she lifted her head and saw her tidy hair through the mirror. Her pink lips curled up into a smile. “Not bad. You must’ve helped many girls dry their hair over the years.”

“No.” Forrest denied it cautiously. “I’ve never dried anyone’s hair ever since I broke up with you.”

“But you had a girlfriend and nearly married… that secretary some time ago.” Jessica glared at Forrest. She might look indifferent to it on the outside, but she had kept it to heart.

“You were married before as well,” Forrest argued.

Jessica was at a loss for words.
“Come. Let me apply some cream for you.” Forrest picked her up and placed her on the bed. Then, he took out a tube of cream.

At first glance, Jessica could recognize that the cream was prescribed by the hospital and should be applied to her injury on her private part. Somehow, the cream was with him.

flushed red, and she promptly stopped him. “No need. I can do it

take a look at your injury.” Forrest furrowed his brows. “I’ve seen

want you to look at it now.” Jessica snatched the cream over, ignoring him, and

came over holding some men’s skincare products. She raised her thin brows and smiled. “You didn’t use the skincare products I

taking a glimpse at the products, Forrest’s cold face tensed. “Men

them for you. You

pushed him down in a domineering manner and then sat on his

his breathing quickened. “Jessica, don’t do

“Stop grumbling.”

he could not force her off anyway. “Look how rough your face is. If you don’t