Chapter 1896: Aiding the Wicked

"Where is he?" Jaquan still had the mood to joke, "You admit he's not home." Shameless! Callie fell into his verbal trap, furious and desperate to break free from his grip. Jaquan tightened his hold, pulling her hand as they crossed the zebra crossing towards the pharmacy. "Treat my wound, and I'll tell you." Callie had no choice but to follow him like a puppet, unable to break free. Jaquan bought various medicines and gauze, throwing them in front of Callie, then extended his large hand, "Do it." Callie was too angry to speak. She reluctantly picked up a cotton swab and cleaned the back of his hand, then suddenly poured alcohol on it. She expected him to cry out in pain, but he didn't. She looked up and saw Jaquan merely frowning in silent endurance. Her anger subsided, and she unconsciously lightened her touch. As she wrapped the gauze around his hand, she muttered, "Violent man, suffering the consequences." Jaquan didn't get angry; he just let her do it. "Were you in such