Chapter 58

Jonathan playfully wiggled Michelle's dislocated arm. "It hurts," she muttered, looking at him with innocent, wounded eyes. He pulled his hand back. "If it hurts, how did you manage to dislocate it in the first place?" Michelle lowered her head, hiding the fact that she had done it on purpose. At 9:00 pm, they stood in front of the small clinic. Jonathan unlocked the door but couldn't see Jayla inside. Turning back to Michelle, he said, "Grandma must be out on a house call." "Oh, okay," Michelle sat obediently on the examination table. Jonathan stood in front of her, studying her fair face. "Let me take a look." Michelle blinked her bright eyes, feigning fear as she pretended to lean away. However, Jonathan held her shoulders firmly in place. "Jonathan, are you sure you can do this?" she whispered. "Of course I am," Jonathan replied, taking hold of her right arm. Michelle blushed as she turned her face away. She slipped off her school blazer to reveal a white T-shirt unde