Chapter: 1850

She then warmed some essential oil in her palms and began to massage Alberto's left knee.

Alberto reopened the file in his hands and started to read under the Light.

The living room suddenly became quiet, and the air was filled with a faint odor of essential oil.

Feeling a bit weary from squatting, Rachel grabbed a small cushion from the sofa to sit on. She continued to massage Alberto's leg carefully. Meanwhile, Alberto could feel the warmth of Rachel's hands on his shin. He tried to focus on the documents, but his attention kept drifting back to her.

He'd catch glimpses of her every now and then.