Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1992: He Asked Her To Stay

Chapter 1992: He Asked Her to Stay

She took a step inside, but Spencer stopped in front of the sofa, unbuttoning his pajamas without warning and starting to undress.

"Hey! What are you doing?!" The girl was scared and quickly turned her back towards him.

Spencer's movements paused as he glanced at her back, a slight smirk on his lips. "Changing clothes, be quick." Then he continued to take off his pajamas and put on the shirt that was on the sofa.

He had already changed into his pants before opening the door, it was not the right timing for her arrival.

After a while, listening to the sounds on his side, Summer slowly turned her gaze and saw that he had already put on the shirt, back facing her, probably buttoning it up.

"This is medicine." Summer casually placed it on the table, speaking in an official tone, "Follow the instructions to apply it, it works well."

She bought medicine for him?? Spencer felt a hint of warmth in his heart.

"Can't you help out a bit?" he turned to see her back had stopped moving.

He continued, "Help me apply the medicine, I haven't used this before."

Summer, as an adult woman, vaguely sensed something, pursed her lips, and when she turned her head, she met his calm gaze.

He said, "I really haven't applied medicine before."

And so, the two locked eyes, the room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

After a while, Spencer averted his gaze, sat on the sofa, not saying a word, looking at the bottle of medicine, "Can't you help me out?"

Summer thought about it, he was pampered since childhood, everything comes to him easily, maybe he really never did it himself.

So she walked towards the bag, took out the medicine, looked at the instructions, it was a cream, "Do you have cotton swabs here?"

"Yes." Spencer got up to get them and sat back on the sofa.

Summer opened the cream, directly applied it to her own index finger, and then looked at his bruised cheek, "Sit properly, I'll do it for you."

Spencer obediently sat upright, probably a posture Ivan had never seen before, like a diligent student in school listening earnestly to the teacher's lecture.

Summer knelt down beside him, Spencer glanced sideways, watching her fixedly without blinking.

"Please close your eyes." The girl quickly said, feeling awkward.

He also obediently closed his eyes, a different person from before.

Summer applied the cream gently on the injured part of his cheek, gently massaging it to help it penetrate better.

Spencer carefully felt the warmth of her finger, so gentle, so delicate, warm and cozy...

Inadvertently, memories of her in high school came to his mind, wearing a white dress, her long black hair flowing smoothly, carrying books around the campus.

She was peaceful, elegant, and artistic.

That warm sunny afternoon, she suddenly entered his heart and stayed there for many years.

Oh Summer, I have finally found you...

Spencer restrained his joy of being with her in the same room.

At least she was willing to stay and help him apply the medicine, at least she took the initiative to bring him the medicine, does this mean that she actually likes him a little bit? Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Spencer saw hope.

"Okay." Summer stood up.

Spencer opened his eyes and reached out his hands, "There's also this."

"Apply the cream yourself, Mr. Ink, or else you won't be able to take care of yourself." Summer handed him the cream, "Take it."

She didn't want to spoil him.

Spencer raised an eyebrow, despite his injury, his face was still handsome and tough, he had to accept the cream from her hands, "Thank you, I'll treat you to a meal when you're free."

"Forget it." Summer wouldn't have dinner with any actor anymore.

"Well, thank you very much." He looked at her with a hint of a smile, reluctant to see her leave.