Chapter 1993: Spencer Enters His Room Again

"Please, there's no need to be polite." With a slight gaze, she turned and walked out, closing the door behind him.

Summer couldn't understand why she stayed to help him apply the medication. This was something he could have easily done in front of a mirror!

It seems that decisions made in a moment are truly beyond conscious control, quite remarkable.

As Spencer sat on the sofa, he looked down at the ointment in his hand. He couldn't help but smile faintly, even his gaze softened.

The ointment seemed to still hold her warmth, as he gently traced his finger over it, feeling warm inside.

Asking her out to dinner was probably out of the question, she wouldn't agree. So why not just make her a plate of shrimp and send it over!

And so, Spencer picked up his phone and ordered fresh Pacific shrimp flown in. They were a limited edition at a seafood store, and he was lucky to snag them today.

an hour, the delivery was

shrimp was about the size of his

ointment to his back,

ointment was a lie; he could cook because he grew up

hardships and injustices. He could do most things

worked well, and after cooking the shrimp, he looked in the mirror to find that the swelling had significantly reduced since

at home studying the script, studying

uneasy, out of focus,

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Summer felt a sense of guilt for taking

Marsh wasn't

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went to find Spencer, the door

the door, she saw Spencer holding a

I made it myself. Thank you for helping me with the ointment," Spencer said to her. "Since we can't have dinner, I hope you won't refuse a plate of shrimp. I made it myself." After a moment of thought, she said, "Come in, I happen to need to

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