Mitchel.
.
âIâll take you to the bed,â Mitchel interrupted her.
Raegan still had some discomfort, so she didnât struggle.
Mitchel put her on the bed and removed her slippers.
Then he handed her the painkiller and a glass of water.
But the painkiller didnât work soon.
Raegan curled up in bed, clutching her belly weakly.
Mitchel picked up a pillow and put it behind her.
He helped her adjust to a comfortable position, looked down at her, and asked, âDid it also hurt like this before?â
Raegan whispered gently, âItâs not that big of a deal.
â
In the past, she had also struggled with dysmenorrhea, but she would always take precautions ahead of time.
However, she had never told Mitchel about it, so he remained unaware.
Additionally, every time she was on her period, she would seek solace in the embrace of Mitchel, finding comfort in his warmth.
This time, it caught her completely off guard, and she wasnât prepared.
Plus, she hadnât been sleeping well since the miscarriage, so the pain was particularly intense.
Looking down, she noticed a reddish stain on Mitchelâs sleeve.
Her cheeks instantly flushed, and she pointed at it, saying, âYour sleeve is stained.
Let me wash it for you.
â
Mitchel looked down and saw the stain.
However, he didnât look fazed.
To her surprise, he simply nodded and casually replied, âItâs alright.
Iâll just take a shower.
â
As she watched him head toward the bathroom, Raegan lowered her long eyelashes, her mind swirling with confusion.
She was aware of Mitchelâs obsession with cleanliness.
Any stain on his clothes usually puts him in a foul mood.
But now, he seemed uncharacteristically nonchalant about it.
As she thought of this, Raegan began to feel sleepy, and it wasnât long before the effects of the medication kicked in, sending her off to sleep.
In the dead of night, Raegan turned over and felt something on the bed.
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Startled, she opened her eyes, only to discover that there was someone else on her bed.
Raegan flicked on the bedside light, only to freeze as she realized it was Mitchel sleeping beside her.
He seemed to be roused from his slumber by her movements, and his dark eyes held a hint of annoyance.
âYouâ¦â Raegan wrapped herself in the quilt, her cheeks red as an apple.
After hesitating for a while, she blurted out, âYou, you freak!â
âWhat did you say?â Mitchel lazily asked, seemingly half-awake.
Raeganâs face was aflame as she pointed at him and asked, âWhy arenât you wearing any clothes?â