Chapter 219 Close and Personal Care

• “Who wants to care about you?” Yvette Milligan shot him a fierce glare. “Didn’t you hear what Melodie said? I’m worried you’ll act tough and mess up the treatment, and then you’ll screw over Crystal!”
• Lance Jardel looked at her puffed‑up anger and, out of nowhere, she reminded him of a bristling cat. It made his fingers itch to stroke her a few times. He couldn’t help a low laugh.
• His laugh only made Yvette more annoyed. She grabbed a throw pillow, tossed it at his chest, and stood to leave.