Back in Time: Unshackling From Love ( Mikayla Davidson)
Chapter 149

Chapter 149 

Mikayla was in no mood to bicker with Jerome 

He could carry her as much as he wanted. It wasn’t her who would be tired anyway. 

After so many years of trying to please him, she didn’t feel bad about taking advantage of 

him this once. 

So, she didn’t say anything more. She placed her hands on his shoulders and leaned back slightly, acting as if he was working as her laborer. 

He saw through her intentions, and for a moment, he didn’t know whether to be angry or amused. 

They didn’t say another word all the way home, maintaining this posture that seemed both intimate and inexplicably distant 

Mikayla wanted to get off and change her shoes, but Jerome continued to carry her. 

She asked deliberately. “Are you going to carry me upstairs?” 

He replied, “It’s just a few steps away. 

With that said, he carried her upstairs. 

Amy came out when she heard the commotion. Seeing their affectionate post 

smiled meaningfully before quickly retreating to the kitchen. 

Mikayla, who had witnessed the whole thing, was speechless 

posture, she 

After returning to the room, Jerome finally put her down. His arms were a little sore after carrying her for so long, so he stretched them out and massaged them. 

Mikayla understood what such an obvious hint meant. If it were in the past, she would have tenderly massaged him and shyly asked if he was tired. 

But now, she just pushed him away calmly and said, “Please excuse me. I need to use the 

bathroom.” 

Jerome’s patience finally ran out. “Mikayla, I was carrying you for so long. Don’t you understand that courtesy should be reciprocated?” 

Even if he had no merit, he had worked hard. Was she just going to ignore that? 

Chapter 149 

Mikayla was in no mood to bicker with Jerome. 

He could carry her as much as he wanted. It wasn’t her who would be tired anyway. 

After so many years of trying to please him, she didn’t feel bad about taking advantage of 

him this once. 

So, she didn’t say anything more. She placed her hands on his shoulders and leaned back slightly, acting as if he was working as her laborer. 

He saw through her intentions, and for a moment, he didn’t know whether to be angry or 

amused. 

They didn’t say another word all the way home, maintaining this posture that seemed both intimate and inexplicably distant 

Mikayla wanted to get off and change her shoes, but Jerome continued to carry 

She asked deliberately. “Are you going to carry me upstairs?” 

He replied, “It’s just a few steps away” 

With that said, he carried her upstairs. 

her. 

Amy came out when she heard the commotion. Seeing their affectionate posture, she smiled meaningfully before quickly retreating to the kitchen. 

Mikayla, who had witnessed the whole thing, was speechless. 

After returning to the room, Jerome finally put her down. His arms were a little sore after carrying her for so long, so he stretched them out and massaged them. 

Mikayla understood what such an obvious hint meant. If it were in the past, she would have tenderly massaged him and shyly asked if he was tired. 

But now, she just pushed him away calmly and said, “Please excuse me. I need to use the 

bathroom.” 

Jerome’s patience finally ran out. “Mikayla, I was carrying you for so long. Don’t you understand that courtesy should be reciprocated?” 

Even if he had no merit, he had worked hard. Was she just going to ignore that? 

She smiled. “I know that you’ve worked hard. But 1 didn’t force you to carry me. It was you 

who insisted on carrying me even when I’d asked you to put me down. 

“So, it’s your problem that you have sore arms now. I’m not obligated to give you a massage.” 

Just like back then when she had brought tea and gifts to Jerome, he had never forced her to do so. It was her who had insisted on doing that, thinking that her behavior would move 

him. 

But he had always treated all her efforts with indifference. He had thought that no matter how much she did and sacrificed for him, it was her problem. 

She had brought it upon herself, and she had never asked him to reciprocate the favors. 

Now, she was just using his theory against him. 

Upon hearing that, Jerome frowned. He felt very uncomfortable for some reason. 

“Didn’t I just help you?” he asked. 

He would never have mentioned these things before, but now he merely wanted to argue.” Can’t you massage my arm for me to show your appreciation?” 

She didn’t deny his contribution. She walked to the bedside table and opened the drawer. Then, she picked out a bank card and handed it to him.. 

“There’s 100 thousand dollars in it. Find a massage parlor where you can get a massage for your arms for a month.” 

Jerome became angry and left the bedroom. Meanwhile, Mikayla entered the bathroom without any guilt. 

She felt that it was fair. 

Didn’t he usually treat her like this? Why did he become angry when she did the same? 

Nevertheless, what happened just now was dangerous. 

Since Johnny had sent someone to threaten her, he had to be desperate. She wondered if Betty was fine. 

Mikayla was no longer in a hurry to take a shower. She walked back to the room to call 

Betty. 

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