Chapter 1241

Hertha cradled her palm upwards as Spencer gently swabbed it with a cotton swab soaked in iodine, his touch as tender as a whisper.

“If it hurts, just tell me. I’ll be as gentle as I can, his voice laced with concern.

Hertha chuckled, “Are you kidding? Your moves are as light as a feather.”

Spencer smiled, looking up at her with a glint of humor in his eyes. “Good, as long as it doesn’t hurt.”

He bowed his head again, focusing on the small task at hand with dedication.

His breath, soft and steady, danced across Hertha’s palm, teasing her skin in a way that was both ticklish and tantalizing.

Hertha had been relaxed, not giving the situation much thought, but the sensation of his breath on her skin sent a ripple through her heart, stirring an unexpected feelings.

the person kneeling before her, holding her hand so

changes, and the urge to withdraw

Spencer was so concentrated in cleaning the cut, seemingly without any ulterior motives. To pull away now would make

she resisted the impulse and allowed Spencer to keep holding it, continuing

her when he saw Spencer crouched before her, his expression one of focused gentleness, and Hertha with a faint blush on her cheeks and an awkward gaze, her eyes filled with nothing but

of them together exuded a sense of peaceful timelessness, as if they existed in a bubble where no

words he was about to say, his

check the surveillance footage outside the hotel and had followed the

expected to find

been Hertha who called Spencer over. Otherwise, how could

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wouldn’t have immediately called him when such

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