The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call

Chapter 43 Too Ordinary To Catch Your Eye

Dalton tilted his head and closed his eyes.

Each time Wynter lowered her head, the tips of her hair brushed against his arm,

When being massaged, senses tend to heighten. Daltor’s gaze intensified as he saw her hair parted to one side.

The massage was only twenty minutes, but he found himself wanting to play with her long hair several times as if he were under a spell.

“All done,” Wynter said calmly. She completed the massage with thumb pressure on acupuncture points below the knee. “You can wear your clothes now.”

It was then that Dalton noticed he was sweating a lot. But this wasn’t the cold sweat he was used to with his illness. His body felt warm and cozy instead.

He looked up at Wynter. His eyes were dark, gaze inscrutable. “Thank you.”

“We had limited time today. So, I just worked on stimulating your appetite.”

Wynter was sweating as well. Her face glistened with sweat, and her long hair lay damp against her neck, making her l*ps look even redder. She seemed aloof and captivating.

Dalton felt an odd itch in his throat and adjusted the shirt he had just buttoned up.

Wynter turned to pick up a needle. Then, she placed her hand on Dalton again, seemingly pressing on acupuncture points.

Dalton could feel her breath even

inch. The sensation

notice his pulse. “Your breath is a bit

Dalton said softly, turning his handsome face

said in a

six needles. Hang in there,” Wynter replied

“Dr. Genius,

method.”

Too Ordinary

method?” Wynter

reminded her,

Wynter realized her position might

shirt partly unbuttoned. His slightly pursed thin l*ps and

his stunningly rugged

mugwort. Wynter’s hand was on his wrist while she leaned forward. She probably touched

like a temptress from a dark tale, teasing

man was too handsome. No matter what she did,

suggestive.

pulled her hand back.

shirt. “You see so many patients.