The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

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.

but the sensation of his breath on her skin sent a ripple through her heart, stirring an unexpected

that the person kneeling before her,

heart suddenly felt subtle changes, and the urge to withdraw her hand

any ulterior motives. To pull

impulse and allowed Spencer to keep holding it,

and had just rounded the corner. He was about to call out to 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

together exuded a sense of peaceful timelessness, as if they existed in a bubble where no one else could penetrate.

words he was about to say, his

asked the hotel staff to check the surveillance footage outside the hotel and had followed the direction

hadn’t expected to find

who called Spencer over. Otherwise, how could