Surprised Wife With Twins

Chapter 2152: Unable to Resist Asking Her for Help with Medicine

In the evening, at the apartment. Spencer was in pain all over, especially with the added heartache making his physical pain seem even worse. He had been injured last night, fought with Harlan today, and now his mood was terrible. He suddenly felt every second dragging on like an eternity.

He wanted to rush over to the other side to check! It had been so long; the elders of the Brightwood family should have left by now. So, he grabbed the medicine prescribed by the hospital last night and finally couldn't resist knocking on the door next door.

Hearing someone knock, Summer, who was sitting in a chair daydreaming, got up. She didn't really want to open the door because images of Mr. and Mrs. Brightwood flashed through her mind. Subconsciously, she thought they had returned.

But she couldn't not open it; after all, she hadn't broken off her relationship with Rupert yet and couldn't be too casual in her attitude. As parents, she could understand their feelings. She glanced at the bag on the coffee table that she hadn't touched-Mrs. Brightwood's painstaking effort-but she had no interest in it.

The knock sounded again twice, pulling Summer out of her thoughts. She stepped forward to open the door.

The moment the door opened, she saw Spencer standing outside and was slightly taken aback. Their eyes met; Spencer's deep, dark eyes held complex emotions and a trace of helpless heartache. Summer looked away and noticed the medicine bag in his hand, recalling what had happened last night. His voice was low and clear, "Summer, could you help me apply the medicine?" He sounded like a wounded child needing help.

He wanted to be closer to her... closer still.

Summer knew he was injured last night because he saved her. So she had no reason to refuse; she was kind-hearted, he was a neighbor and a partner.

"Come in," she said softly before turning away, somehow not daring to look into his eyes.

After Spencer entered, he gently closed the door behind him. He carried the medicine bag towards the sofa and immediately saw a large paper bag on the coffee table, printed with information about a real estate project along with an address and phone number. Inside were many thick documents, probably dozens of pages.

Seeing this made Spencer feel like he had swallowed a fly; it tore at his heart. He wished he could tear all those documents apart! But he had no standing to do so. He hadn't yet obtained any incriminating evidence against Rupert Brightwood and couldn't act impulsively; otherwise, Summer would think he was crazy.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Noticing his silence, Summer turned to look at him and followed his gaze to the paper bag, which instantly soured her mood as well.

A brief silence fell over the room... both of them feeling similarly troubled.

Finally, Summer broke eye contact and spoke up, "Sit down; I'll help you apply the medicine."

He snapped out of his thoughts, glanced at her briefly, then sat down on the sofa and placed the medicine bag on the coffee table.

Summer bent down to unpack the bag, revealing several ointments and cotton swabs. She had observed how the doctor applied them yesterday and noted that there were instructions on the boxes as well.

Without asking any questions today,

she took out a bottle of oil-like medicine from one of the boxes. She took out all the bottles and then said to him, "Take off your shirt; I'll wash my hands. No need for cotton swabs."

She thought that gentle massage with hands might help the medicine penetrate better.

But even after Summer washed her hands and returned, Spencer hadn't moved to take off his shirt; he seemed stunned, lost in thought.

Standing in front of him, Summer stared at him intently. "Spencer, please take off your shirt. If you feel embarrassed, go to a doctor at the hospital."