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Chapter: 1270
“Honey, my period started,” she murmured.
Brian approached with a pair of slippers, crouching down to help her put them on.
Initially taken aback, he soon grasped the situation. His handsome countenance abruptly darkened.
After indulging in playful banter with her, he had been thwarted in the final stage.
“Honey, could you fetch me some clean clothes? I’LL take a soothing hot shower,” Rosalynn requested
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtsoftly, accompanied by a beguiling smile.
Brian inhaled deeply, deliberately tousling her hair. He stood up and said, “Wait for me.”
Rosalynn lacked the strength to argue with him. She tidied her hair, adjusted her trousers, and rose to
her feet.
Observing her clutching her abdomen, her complexion Less vibrant, Brian furrowed his brows and
inquired, “Are you feeling uncomfortable?”
“It’s alright. I’ll prepare some ginger soup with brown sugar later,”
Rosalynn replied, offering a smile.
Even with women diligently tending to their well-being, the arrival of their period would inevitably render
them somewhat delicate.
After her shower, she intended to make a steaming bowl of soup.
Brian handed her the clothes before departing from the bathroom.
Concerned about Rosalynn’s despondent expression, he turned on his heels and made his way to the
kitchen.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHaving never cooked before, he resorted to his phone for an online recipe.
However, the information he found was rather vague, lacking the precise proportions of ginger and
brown sugar required.
Just as he found himself in this predicament, his phone rang, indicating an incoming call from his
mother.
Brian unconsciously furrowed his brows. He answered the call. “Mom.”
“Brian, where are you? Aren’t you joining me for dinner?” Noemi inquired.
Staring at the ginger in his hand, Brian pressed his Lips together and replied, “Mom, something came
up. I have something to attend to.”
Although he had a business dinner scheduled for the evening, he asked Edwin to take his place.
Brian was in no mood for social engagements; his sole desire was to return to Rosalynn’s side.