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.

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

kneeling before her, holding her hand

the urge to

in cleaning the cut, seemingly without any ulterior motives. To pull away now

hand twitched slightly, but she resisted the impulse and allowed Spencer to keep holding it, continuing to clean the cut.

her when he saw Spencer crouched before

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

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

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

he hadn’t expected to

Hertha who called Spencer over. Otherwise, how could he