My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 1014 Who Is He Giving It

Cassandra blushed, which was unusual for her, and firmly retorted, “Forget it. I don't want it.”

“What are you blushing for?” Ashlyn raised her eyebrows.

“I won't talk to you anymore.” After saying that, Cassandra darted out of the office, but her mind was still occupied with thoughts of Spencer.

Could he really be knitting a sweater? The more I thought about it, the more curious I became.

Not knowing what had come over her, she walked toward Spencer's ward. She quietly peered through the opening in the door and was shocked by what she saw.

That's... The man sitting on the hospital bed was indeed knitting something, but it wasn't a sweater. It was the handcrafted bag knitted by men for their girlfriends that went trending on TikTok. The finished product would be a knitted crossbody bag with a Mickey Mouse or teddy bear design.

Everything was meticulously hand-knitted, and once finished, it turned into an adorable transparent bag. Inside the bag, they would place some candies and chocolates.

Since it was hand-knitted by their boyfriends themselves, it made the bags even more precious and romantic.

it from Spencer's hands. She

he were to give it to someone else. At that moment, Spencer, who was in the ward, had finished knitting the bag. The transparent acrylic edges enveloped the Mickey Mouse-shaped woven rope, making it incredibly beautiful and adorable. He then took out a box of chocolates from the cabinet and put it in. After that, he grabbed some cute-looking candies and added them

bag, then turned around

Maybe

entered the underground parking lot and climbed into her car did she feel like checking her phone. Lazily, she

Can you

eyes, wondering why she was being asked to go to the hospital. However, after hesitating for a moment, she turned around, got out of the car, and entered the elevator again. Upon arriving at the ward's entrance,

for anything in particular?” Upon hearing her voice, Spencer didn't dare to look at her. Knitting the bag was one thing, but now that it was time to give it as a gift, it felt like

race uncontrollably. He adjusted his breathing before muttering, “I have a

it?” Cassandra replied absentmindedly. She couldn't help but yearn

reached into his blanket and pulled out the Mickey Mouse-shaped transparent bag, which was filled with