My Wife Act Differently Behind Me

Chapter 2532

"Mr. Lincoln needs to get some rest now. If you're worried, you can stay here and take care of him. I'll

be leaving now," Spencer stated upon noting that Icyln did not want to leave.

He knew that Peter would not be able to take his nap if he did not leave, and that was why he was firm

on leaving.

Reluctantly, Icyln agreed, "Fine.”

There was no point in her staying behind if Spencer was going home anyway.

"Mr. Lincoln, we'll come to pick you up tomorrow," Icyln said, pretending to be considerate.

"Sure, you should both go home and get some rest too," Peter said, smiling at the two of them. This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

Spencer and Icyln left the hotel soon after, and on the way out, she saw her assistant who was

approaching. She quickly shot her a look, and that was when her assistant immediately stopped in her

tracks.

Satisfied, Icyln turned her gaze to Spencer and casually asked, "Spencer, where are you going?"

"Home," Spencer uttered and headed towards his car.

Instinctively, Icyln held onto Spencer's arm and said, "Wait for me, Spencer."

"Do you need something?" Spencer stopped and looked at her with confusion in his eyes.

"I don't have a car. Can you take me home?" Icyln grimaced as she asked him.

In response, he looked around as if searching for a cab for her.

Icyln's eyes widened, and with her face blanching, she began swaying as though she was about to fall

over. "Oh, I feel really dizzy, Spencer,"

Seeing this, Spencer reached out to support Icyln at once." Low blood sugar? Maybe I should take you

to the hospital."

"No, I’ll just go home and get some rest," Icyln replied with a weak and pitiful look as if she might

collapse at any moment.

Seeing that she was in such a poor condition, Spencer furrowed his brows. He was worried that she

might pass out if she took a cab in this condition.

"Let's go." Spencer said, left with no choice but to take Icyln back to her apartment.

Hearing his reply placed a smirk on her face, a gesture which Spencer did not notice.

Soon, they got into Spencer's car, and he drove her back to her apartment.

And even when they were already at the apartment lobby, Icyln was still hobbling, so Spencer had to

prop her up, not wanting her to tip over.

Once they entered the apartment, Spencer helped Icyln to the couch and said, "Rest here. There

should be some chocolates under your coffee table."

"Spencer, you remember that I always keep chocolates under the coffee table?" Icyln's eyes glistened

with tears, looking genuinely moved.

"Mr. Lincoln told me that you have a habit of doing that, especially when your blood sugar is low,"

Spencer replied calmly.

What Icyln did not seem to notice was Spencer's detachment as he made that observation. Spencer

was only fulfilling his duty as a senior who had been entrusted by their teacher to take care of his junior.

However, Icyln did not share the same perspective. She watched as Spencer searched for the box of

chocolates and out of the blue, she hugged him.

"Spencer, you do care about me, don't you?"

Spencer was momentarily stunned, and his mind went blank for a moment.

And when he did come to his senses, he tried to gently push Icyln away. "Icyln, I'm just your senior, and

we share the same teacher."

But the harder he resisted, the tighter her embrace became." Spencer, don’t be so cold to me. I know

you care about me."

Spencer's brows furrowed deeply, and in a split second, he broke out of Icyln's hands and stood up.

"Spencer, why are you treating me like this?" Icyln began to cry.

"I already have the woman I love, and we're getting married soon. Please, have some self-respect,"

Spencer firmly said, looking at Icyln with complete sternness in his eyes.