Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife
Chapter 268 - 280: Confessions for the Third Time and Fifth Time (17)

Chapter 268: Chapter 280: Confessions for the Third Time and Fifth Time (17)

The pain grew worse and worse, and in the end, it made her face turn pale and her body break out in a cold sweat.

When Isabel Smith was in pain, hugging the quilt, she didn’t know how it happened, but she thought of the last month when she had menstrual cramps. She was also on this bed, and Percy Stanton lay beside her, warming her with the heat from his palm. At that time, the pain seemed far away from her.

Isabel tried to touch her abdomen with her palm, but she found that her hand was colder than her stomach, which made her feel even more uncomfortable.

She quickly withdrew her hand and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of discomfort in her heart.

Because of the pain, Isabel’s body curled up into a ball. She wanted to think about other things to relieve the pain, but somehow, she couldn’t stop thinking about Percy tonight. She remembered the last time Evelyn Osbert had hurt her foot and how Percy had bought her Red Flower Oil late at night.

Isabel shook her head and put aside the thought, but then other memories related to Percy flashed through her mind.

Finally, Isabel’s heart became flustered, and she could only clutch the quilt tightly and endure the pain brought by her cramps.

After an unknown amount of time, the wave of pain finally passed. Isabel stretched her body slightly, let out a sigh of relief, and lifted her head from the quilt.

The bedroom light was on, and the room was brightly lit. Isabel stared at the light, suddenly recalling the night Percy Stanton had argued with her. He had made love to her three times and finally held her tightly in his arms. He held her so tightly that her bones ached from it. She was so dazed she thought it was a dream, and when she spoke up, he kissed her intensely.

Thinking of that kiss, Isabel inexplicably felt her cheeks growing hot. She couldn’t help but lift the quilt and soon began to sneeze several times.

Isabel was afraid her cold would get worse tomorrow, so she quickly covered herself back up and curled up into the quilt. Her abdomen began to hurt again. In fact, during those six years, she had endured every sickness and cramps alone, and she didn’t feel weak. Now, she didn’t know why, but she desperately needed someone to accompany her.

It didn’t matter who it was; anyone who stayed with her during this time would do.

As Isabel closed her eyes, she suddenly wanted Percy Stanton to accompany her for a while. Startled, she opened her eyes.

What was wrong with her?

After receiving some tender care from Percy, she had become so weak and helpless. Such a minor cold and cramps had turned her so needy that she needed someone to accompany her?

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At the same time, in the next-door apartment.

Percy Stanton irritably put out the cigarette he had only taken two puffs of and got up from the sofa. He picked up his coat and wanted to go to Isabel’s apartment.

However, after only taking two steps, Percy suddenly threw the coat he was holding back onto the sofa, sat down again, and took another cigarette from the box on the table. He lit it and took only one puff before a swarm of worries flooded his mind.

He wondered if that woman couldn’t stand the pain of the cramps right now?

She didn’t look particularly well, and when he left her bedroom, she had sneezed twice, as if she had caught a cold.

The more Percy thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. He raised his hand, put out the cigarette in the ashtray, and once again picked up his coat. However, after grabbing it, he let it go again.

As soon as he entered the room without even taking off his clothes, she said she was on her period and bluntly told him that she couldn’t do those things with him tonight, clearly driving him away.