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... Clark looked up, not understanding if he meant he knew she didn’t do it on purpose or that he knew she was there.
Lyle Westbrook didn’t answer her but suddenly grabbed her hand and pressed her to sit on the sofa, pursing his thin lips silently as he took out the item from the bag he had just given to Enna Clark.
Inside was actually ointment.
Enna Clark was momentarily dazed.
He silently but assertively pulled her left hand over, his gaze fixed on her bruised wris ...
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