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.

before her, holding

suddenly felt subtle changes, and the

without any ulterior motives. To pull away now would make her

impulse and allowed Spencer

Alaric had been looking for her and had just rounded the corner. He was about to call out to her when he saw Spencer crouched before her,

of peaceful timelessness, as if they existed in a bubble where no one else

was about to say, his brows furrowing slightly as he silently turned

hotel and had followed the direction

expected to find

who called Spencer over. Otherwise, how could he

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Spencer. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have immediately called

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