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Chapter 270 What If Alexander’s Feelings Were Sincere? 

Without a second thought, Alexander sprang to his feet. “Alright, I’ll go draw you a hot bath,” he declared, his voice laced with concern. 

Once the bathtub was filled with steaming water, he scurried around, gathering Emily’s nightgown and fresh lingerie. 

With everything in place, he made his way back to the hospital bed. “Come on, let me carry you in,” he offered, his tone gentle. 

Emily had been watching Alexander’s every move, and his attentiveness tugged at her heartstrings. 

Still, when he reached out to lift her, she felt a blush creep up her cheeks. “I’ll go by myself, Alexander,” she murmured softly. 

Alexander paused for a split second, then wordlessly retracted his hand. He wouldn’t pressure her; if she preferred to be independent, he’d respect that. 

Emily slowly made her way into the bathroom and locked the door behind her. 

The sound of the lock clicking shut made Alexander smile. 

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Worried that Emily might get cold, Alexander stood guard outside the door, holding her coat. 

Roughly half an hour later, Emily emerged from the bathroom. 

Her hair was wrapped in a towel, and she was clad in a cozy, furry nightgown. 

It was the dead of winter, and the night air was brisk. 

As soon as she appeared, Alexander was by her side, draping the coat around her shoulders. “Cold, babe?” he asked, his eyes full of care. 

Emily shook her head. “Not at all,” she replied, a soft smile on her face. 

At the sight of the happiness in her eyes, Alexander’s heart 

soared. 

He guided her to the edge of the bed. “Let me dry your hair,” he said, already moving towards the hair–dryer. 

Emily was about to decline, but the words died on her lips as Alexander disappeared to fetch the appliance. 

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unreality. 

How could this proud man be so devoted to her? 

She pondered this question as he dried her hair, but the answer eluded her. 

After he finished, Alexander neatly put away the hair–dryer. 

Emily was about to lie down when Alexander said, “Stay put for a minute. I’ll be right back.” 

With that, he disappeared into the bathroom. 

A few moments later, he reappeared, carrying a basin of hot water. He placed it at Emily’s feet. “Soak your feet. It’ll help you sweat out the cold, and you’ll feel better in the morning,” he said. 

Just as Emily was about to point out the lack of scientific evidence, Alexander spoke up, “I know, it’s just something I heard. You’re the doctor here. Maybe I’m being a bit too pushy, but at least it’ll make you sleep like a baby.” 

After saying that, he pulled out a small stool from under the bed, sat down at Emily’s feet, and reached for her feet. 

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His movements were awkward and unpolished, but they were filled with so much tenderness that Emily felt tears well up in 

her eyes. 

At this point, it was clear that Alexander’s actions couldn’t be driven by self–interest. There was no way he’d go to such lengths for personal gain. 

Emily found herself pondering whether Alexander genuinely harbored feelings for her. 

On multiple occasions, she’d attempted to retract her feet and wash them independently. Yet, each time, Alexander held fast, insisting, “I’m your lover. Doing this for you is a no–brainer. Just sit back and enjoy it.” 

His words plunged Emily into deeper contemplation. 

Gazing down, she watched Alexander crouched at her feet, fumbling as he kneaded her soles. 

Had it not been for that distinctive, good–looking visage, she’d have suspected an imposter trying to curry her favor. 

Once the foot–bath concluded, Alexander guided Emily to the bed. 

After emptying the water and returning, he stooped to tuck the covers around her snugly. 

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Emily was cocooned in the blankets, only her face visible. 

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As she eyed Alexander, it dawned on her that he seemed to wholeheartedly embrace the role of her lover. 

But a nagging doubt lingered: did she even deserve such affection? 

Still, she kept these musings to herself and simply replied, “You’re your own boss. You don’t need to run your errands by me.” 

Alexander picked up on Emily’s evasive tone. He quickly said, “Nah, I’m only free to do what you give the green light on.” 

Emily didn’t bother to nitpick his statement. “Alright, off you go,” she said. 

Just before leaving, Alexander stole a gentle kiss on Emily’s forehead when her attention was elsewhere. 

“Catch some rest. I’ll be back in a flash,” he murmured before making his exit from the ward. 

However, with Alexander gone, sleep was a far–off dream for Emily. Instead, her mind raced. 

Thoughts of Alexander’s kindness over the past couple of days and his endearing words swirled in her head. 

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her. 

And yet, here he was, willing to perform such a humble act as washing her feet. 

A small gesture, but coming from Alexander, it carried a world of meaning. 

Slowly but surely, Emily’s heart began to thaw. 

What if Alexander’s feelings were sincere? 

The more she ruminated on it, the more wakeful she became. 

The stuffy room became unbearable, so Emily decided to take a breather. 

Before long, her feet led her to the far end of the corridor. 

There stood a door that opened to the staircase. 

Emily slipped through and found herself by a half–open