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.

of his breath on her skin

before her, holding her hand so tenderly, was

subtle changes, and the urge to withdraw her hand was

seemingly without any ulterior motives. To

impulse and allowed Spencer to keep holding it, continuing to

rounded the corner. He was about to call out to her when he saw Spencer crouched before her, his expression one of focused

together exuded a sense of peaceful timelessness, as if they existed in a bubble where

his brows furrowing slightly as he silently turned and left.

asked the hotel staff to check the surveillance footage outside the hotel and had followed the direction Hertha had gone, intending to explain his

hadn’t expected to find her

have been Hertha who called Spencer over. Otherwise, how could he be here just