Chapter 627

"No need for that..." Maeve replied. "We don't have much time to rest. If the assassin catches up to us and I don't know your situation, we'll both be in serious trouble," Sergio advised. Maeve fell silent. Seeing that she wasn't going to stop him, Sergio slipped off her shoes. He took a quick look and noted some redness and swelling around her ankle that needed attention. He pulled out a small bottle of ointment from his backpack. Maeve frowned. "That doesn't look like something from the production crew." "I brought it myself." "How did you know you'd need it?" "Do you think I'm as inexperienced as you?" Sergio squeezed some ointment into his palm and said, "This might sting a little." "I know. Just go ahead." "Okay." Sergio quickly began massaging the ointment into her ankle. Maeve bit her lip but managed not to cry out. "If it hurts, just let it out." "It doesn't hurt..." Sergio raised an eyebrow at her contradiction and gradually increased the pressure with his hand