Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1273

"Don't mention it." Luella waved it off, a shy smile touching her lips. She wasn't used to such earnest praise.

"Let me clean that up for you, Mr. Langley," Clark offered eagerly, reaching for Luella's hand.

"Oh? Sure." Not thinking much of it, Luella held out her hand.

Just as Clark was about to start, Jimmie grabbed him by the collar and yanked him aside.

"You're using alcohol? Do you want to burn her alive?" Jimmie glared at him. "Use iodine."

"Right, right, right!" Clark smacked his forehead, quickly retrieving the iodine and handing it over.

Jimmie took a cotton swab, dipped it in the iodine, and gently began to clean Luella's wound. It wasn't wide, but it was deep enough to see the pale tissue underneath.

"It's really no big deal," Luella muttered, feeling intensely awkward as Jimmie focused so intently on her hand. "It'll heal in no time."

"Who put you up to this?" Jimmie asked, glancing up at her with a frown.

"Esme?" Luella realized what he meant and nodded. "She's always been petty. You embarrassed her, so she wanted to teach you a lesson."

"Don't worry. When I get back, I'll deal with her and make sure you get an explanation."

"Are you hurt anywhere else?" Jimmie asked.

"Huh?" The sudden shift in topic caught Luella off guard. "My chest took a bit of a hit from the steering wheel. It aches."

*Her chest?*

Jimmie pressed his lips together and reached out, intending to unbutton her shirt. "I have some ointment that helps with swelling. Let me put some on."

"Ah—!" Seeing his hand reaching for her, Luella leaped back, crossing her arms in an 'X' over her chest, staring at him as if he were a monster. "What do you think you're doing?!"

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