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.

thought, but the sensation of his breath on her

that the person kneeling before her,

the urge to withdraw her

concentrated in cleaning the cut, seemingly without any ulterior motives. To pull away now would make her seem awkward.

twitched slightly, but she resisted the impulse and allowed Spencer to keep holding it,

before her, his expression one of

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

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

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

expected to find her with

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