I Love You, Miss Genius ( Bonnie Shepard ) novel Chapter 1143

Yasmine’s eyes reddened slightly as she looked pitifully at Bonnie. Who could resist such a beautiful woman acting coquettishly? If it were someone else, they might be eager to pluck the stars and the moon for Yasmine.

But the person Yasmine was facing was Bonnie.

Bonnie wasn’t good at comforting people; she was straightforward. “I’ll try, but even if it hurts, don’t scream, or it’ll affect my procedure.”

She disliked it when patients wailed during treatment, as it disrupted her focus and affected the treatment’s outcome.

Though Yasmine feared the pain, she obediently nodded. “Alright, just be gentle. I’ll bite my tongue and hold back my voice.”

“It only hurts for a moment and is not that bad. Just bear with it, and it’ll be over soon.” Bonnie continued to rub Yasmine’s ankle, finding the acupuncture points.

Despite hitting a painful spot, Yasmine didn’t cry out and obediently held back.

Floyd remarked, “Look at Yasmine! She’s so obedient to Mr. Boyd! I remember when our organization's doctors treated her, her screams were so awful everyone thought she was being tortured. But now, see how well-behaved she is? I’ve never seen her so compliant.”

Ivor glanced at him coolly. “So? What are you trying to say?”

“I’m not trying to say anything, just making an observation,” Floyd replied, feeling an inexplicable sense of foreboding from Ivor's gaze.

Ivor treated Yasmine like a sister, but she was never this obedient in front of Ivor. He shot Floyd an exasperated look before turning his attention back to Bonnie.

Still mumbling to himself, Floyd added, “It must’ve been difficult raising someone like her.”

Upon hearing the muttered words, Ivor turned to Floyd again. “Can you shut your mouth?”

Floyd gulped and quickly covered his mouth.

With the conversation over, Bonnie’s treatment for Yasmine was nearing its end.

With a final “crack,” Yasmine let out a muffled groan. “Ugh.”

After observing her for a moment, Bonnie stood up. “Alright, your leg is fine now. Be careful when walking. You got lucky this time, but you might not be so fortunate next time. Your leg can’t withstand another injury.”

Though Yasmine’s eyes were brimming with tears from the pain, she didn’t want to seem too fragile in front of her savior. She responded, “Alright, I’ll be more careful next time. I’m sorry for troubling you again.”