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

the size of his palm, and the

even applying the ointment to his back, Spencer busied himself

a lie; he could cook because he grew

and had endured a lot of hardships and injustices.

looked in the mirror to find that the swelling had

was at home studying the script, studying the character of Riverflow, and earnestly taking

free time, she felt a bit uneasy, out of focus, and worried

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wrong, the kind-hearted Summer felt

wasn't listening to

she... talk to Spencer about this? Have him talk to

down the script and went to find Spencer, the door was knocked, prompting her to

saw Spencer holding a plate of steaming shrimp

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 talk to

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