Chapter 287 He Slapped Her on Her…

• Thea blushed at Dylan's concerned question, blurting out a 'no' and hurrying to the restroom. She was gone in a second, but as a trained bodyguard with keen eyes, he had spotted her swollen lips and harbored a guess. Has she made up with Mr. Jennings? Great! Now, Wayne and I can finally chill!
• In the restroom, she rubbed on her warm lips and realized that it was swollen. Ethan Jennings, you animal! That was no kiss—more like a bite!
• She was crossed to find that the skin on certain parts of her lips had come off. Even if she rubbed some cream, that would not immediately cure the swelling, not to mention she had no way to get her hands on any cream.