Chapter 63 Eating His Lollipop

Disregarding the fact that I cried, I was still writhing in Christopher's arms. He hugged me, telling me not to be afraid and saying that he was by my side. I replied that I was still scared, then pressed into his embrace and bit his arm. Nevertheless, he did not make a sound. After the injection, he then patted my back and said comfortingly, “It's over. Don't be afraid. I'm here with you.” How embarrassing. As a woman in her twenties, I was afraid of injections. What kind of situation was that? I replied stiffly, “I said I'm not.”