Suddenly, Marcus reached out his hand, his slender, icy fingers gliding over her cheek, gently tucking her stray bangs behind her ear. "I like it."
He liked everything she did for him.
Hearing his words, Cornelia gave a faint smile, revealing dimples, "Then you go to bed first."
Marcus was a clean freak. He wouldn't get into bed without taking a shower first. "I'm going to take a shower."
"Go ahead." Cornelia turned and dashed into the bathroom, first turning on the heater, then adjusting the water temperature for him. "Just take a quick rinse. Don't hang in there too long and catch a cold."
Marcus would never wear hotel-provided sleepwear. Sure enough, Cornelia found brand new pajamas and towels in the dressing area. She handed them to him, "Go take your shower."
After pushing him into the bathroom, Cornelia hurried out the door. She had just asked the front desk to prepare some ginger juice for her.
The quickest remedy for cold hands and feet was drinking ginger juice. This was a trick her grandmother used to use when she experienced the same.
By the time Cornelia returned with the ginger juice, Marcus had just stepped out of the bathroom, his hair still wet. He looked at her with a puzzled expression.
Before he could ask, Cornelia explained, "I had the hotel staff make some ginger juice. Come sit down and have some."
Marcus, "Okay."
While he was drinking, Cornelia grabbed a hairdryer. "I'll help dry your hair."
Marcus simply said "okay." He appeared calm, but his heart was in turmoil.
He couldn't take his eyes off her as he watched her in the mirror, standing behind him. He had never known how wonderful it felt to be loved and cherished by someone. How he wished time could just freeze at this moment...
He watched as she held the hairdryer in one hand, and gently ran her other hand through his hair, directing the airflow towards his head.
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