Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife
Chapter 232 - 244: The Poisonous Mango (13)

Chapter 232: Chapter 244: The Poisonous Mango (13)

However, when she was now kneeling before her parents’ graves, she found that she couldn’t say any of those bad things at all. What slipped from her mouth were all deceptive lies—

I’m fine, and so is Percy. Our relationship is excellent now. You two should also be well there, don’t worry about me, Percy takes good care of me...

As Isabel spoke, she couldn’t go on and just bowed her head, kneeling silently in front of the graves. Only when the Eastern sun had risen completely and was hanging high in the sky did Isabel stand up from the graves.

She bowed deeply to the tombstones, looked at them for a while, then turned around and walked down the hill.

...

By the time Isabel returned to the city center from the suburban cemetery, it was almost 11 o’clock at noon. She didn’t have breakfast, but she wasn’t hungry at all. Feeling exhausted, she went straight home.

When Isabel was pouring water for herself, she felt a familiar pain in her lower abdomen. She knitted her brows, put down the water cup subconsciously, and went to the restroom. After taking off her clothes, she indeed saw a dark red stain on her underwear.

Isabel got up, went to the bedroom to find a new pair of underwear, and then returned to the restroom to change and put on a sanitary napkin.

After preparing everything, she quickly climbed onto the bed, covered herself with the quilt, and lay down quietly. She silently counted the time in her heart, and as she expected, not even five minutes had passed when a heart-wrenching pain came from her abdomen.

Isabel held onto the quilt, lying on the bed and breathing thinly, trying to ease her menstrual pain. After enduring it for a while, she was about to turn over when she heard her mobile phone ringing.

Isabel knitted her brows, forcibly propped herself up, and reached out for her mobile phone. Seeing Percy’s name on the incoming call display, she did not hesitate to answer the phone.

Before Isabel could speak, the familiar and elegant voice came from the other end of the phone, "Where are you?"

"Home." Isabel held the call with one hand while slowly pulling the quilt over her slightly aching lower abdomen with the other. She then realized her answer was too simple and added, "What’s up? Anything wrong?"

"About the cooperation with Ten Mile Prosperity. This afternoon, I might have to meet with their president. So I wanted to ask if you have time this afternoon?" Percy’s voice was deep, clear, and slow. Each word was distinct and coherent as it came through the phone.

As the saying goes, a woman who has given birth to a child will no longer have menstrual pain.

Isabel had her first period at thirteen years old. She cried from the pain, and her grandma and mum were frantic, giving her ginger soup and pain relievers.

Her grandma held her and said, "Don’t cry, Isabel. When you have a child, you won’t hurt anymore."

For young and arrogant Isabel, the only thing that could bring her down was menstrual pain.

Later, after she had given birth, the problem of menstrual pain still existed. She had seen a doctor while in the United States.

The doctor said that after giving birth, women with immature uteruses would have relief from menstrual pain, but women with a cold constitution, bad mood, or those who didn’t recover properly after childbirth would not find relief simply because they had children.

So this menstrual pain issue has continued ever since.

Isabel raised her hand and touched her lower abdomen, hesitating for a moment before asking, "What time in the afternoon?"

Percy seemed to pick up on the hesitation in Isabel’s voice through the phone. Instead of answering her question directly, he asked, "Is there a problem?"

The cooperation with "Ten Mile Prosperity" was crucial for Isabel in Smith Corporation.

She could only win, not lose.

Now they had arranged an appointment time with the president of Ten Mile Prosperity. It couldn’t be changed so easily since there were too many variables in the business world.