Chapter 902 Compromise

The blood stains on Peter's hand had almost dried but the wounds from the barbs were still quite terrifying, looking like tiny, bloodied holes.

Jolina gripped the wet tissue in her hand tightly.

She walked over and squatted before Peter. "Is your arm... alright?"

"Can't you see? What's that question for?"

Peter inexplicably felt a little angry.

He had rolled up his sleeves, and his entire arm was exposed. The bloodstains could be seen at a glance, and there was no need to ask that question.

When Jolina asked him like that, he felt it to be a little fake. It would be better if she had just ignored him.

Seeing that he had lost his temper for no reason, Jolina stopped asking and tossed the pack of wet wipes to him.

"Miss Kisa asked me to give this to you. Wipe up your wounds, don't let them get infected."

The woman then left.

Peter stared at her back. The flames in his eyes were about to burst out.

He sneered in a fury. "How heartless!"

If the man she loved were injured, she w