Chapter 182

Madeline could not hide her disbelief. "You're asking me to come back just to put ointment on you?"

"Have you not done it yet?" Trevon shot back.

Madeline mused internally, 'He's too stubborn to accept help from a nurse, but what about Lydia?'

Madeline sneered, lIs your precious Lydia so delicate that she can't even handle applying a bit of ointment without getting tired?"

Trevon's stare deepened. "Why do you always get so worked up at the mention of Lydia?"

Madeline shot him a frosty look and kept silent.

Caleb chuckled. "Madeline is usually so calm. It takes a special kind of person to get under her skin like that. Maybe you should be asking Lydia what she's done to tick Madeline off so much."

Trevon's voice was icy. "Stay out of this, Caleb. This is between Madeline and I."

Caleb met his gaze. "Madeline and I go way back. Her problems are my problems."

Their eyes locked, each man unyielding in the quiet standoff.

Madeline had enough. She dropped her spoon with a clatter.