Chapter 61 Do Y*u Feel Uncomfortable?

She was already nervous being in the same room with him, and now they were sleeping so intimately close together...

Natalie felt her stomach bloated slightly as she got nervous. It was tolerable at first, but it gradually got more and more painful.

Oh no!

She had always had menstrual cramps, and tonight seemed to be more painful than usual. What should she do?

She wanted to suppress the pain and not make a sound, but her body could not stop trembling from the discomfort. The man behind her soon noticed something was wrong with her.

He had been busy for several days and did not even bother to go home. When he finally got to sleep in his own bed, the woman would not stop wiggling in his arms.

John's eyebrows quivered and he patted her buttocks with his hand. "Stop wiggling..."

"..."

She did not want to wiggle either!

However, her stomach was hurting really, really bad...

"Why don't you listen when I tell you to stay still? I..."

Halfway through his sentence, the man who was in the midst of sitting up finally realized that something was not right with her. "You... Why are you so sweaty?"

"It’s…it's okay..."

She knew she had disturbed him. Natalie was very apologetic and apologized, "I better go sleep on the couch, so I won't disturb you."

As she was finishing her words, she tried to get out of bed shakily but as soon as she stood up, she felt a burr in front of her eyes and fell back right into his embrace.

He reached out to catch her lithe body. It was only then that he noticed that she was sweating profusely, and her facial complexion was pallor.

"What's the matter with you? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"I'm...I'm alright..."

"You call yourself alright like this?"

The man did not care that he was still wearing pajamas. He grabbed one of her arms and put it around his neck and princess carried her. Just as he was getting out of bed, Natalie grabbed onto him tightly…

"No, we don't need to go to the hospital..."

"Don't push yourself."

"No..."

She was very shy to explain to him. However, seeing that he would really carry her downstairs if she still did not tell him the truth, she quickly pulled him tight and gasped saying, “Menstrual cramps.”

"Huh?"

"It's just menstrual cramps. I always have them. Even if...Even if I go to the hospital, they can't help me."

"...?"

Could mere menstrual cramps hurt like this?

"I'll just have to sleep through the night and will feel better tomorrow. I'm...I'm really alright!"

"No matter how I look at you, you still don't look alright."

However, the man quickly put her back in bed and voluntarily tucked her in. He was silent for a while, then...

"Is there anything I can do?"

"What?"

He did not look at her, but he was still talking to her. "I've heard of women getting menstrual cramps, but you're a doctor yourself, is there no way to alleviate it?"

"..."

Did she hear it wrong? Did he want to help her?

Natalie was so shocked that she did not speak. The man started to get impatient as he waited for a response from her, "I'm asking you! Answer me quickly."

"No, I can sleep it off, so..."

"Just say it when I tell you to."

Natalie caught her breath amidst her cold sweats, and reluctantly answered, "Hot water bag, cover abdomen..."

John, “…”

Hot water bag?

Something one had only heard of but never used or even seen before?

Where could he find such a thing in the middle of the night?

However, he did not say that out loud. He only kept a straight face and asked, "What else?"

"Brown sugar drink."

That was not a difficult thing to get hold of, so as he turned around merely said, "Lie down. I'll be back soon."

***

As soon as John left, Natalie sweated more profusely than ever. It was caused by her menstrual cramp, but it seemed that it was not just because of that...

He surely did not mean that he would be making some brown sugar drink for her personally, did he?

Was John really someone who would do such a thing?

Moreover, he was helping her?

She did not think it was possible at all, but...his expression earlier, as well as his gaze and tone, surely it could not have meant anything else?

Therefore...

She felt butterflies in her stomach and as she felt more and more nervous, the pain in her lower abdomen got more severe. She did not know why but this time, the pain was worse than any time before.

She even felt dizzy when she stood up.

She was sweating too much.

Natalie could not get her mind off that John had gone downstairs to make her some brown sugar drink. She gradually lost consciousness due to the pain.

Someone's voice rang by her ear and she opened her eyes in the blur.

In her blurry vision, it was as if the person had turned into a four or five of him…

"Brown sugar drink, isn't this what you wanted to drink?"

"Yes!"

She wanted some, which she hoped might make her feel better. However, she was so dizzy and nauseous that she could barely sit up.

However, if she did not do anything, he might get angry again.

She tried to get up even though she was in extreme pain, but the discomfort was so strong that she could only prop herself up slightly before her arms began to tremble.

No, she wanted to lie down...

With this in mind, her body slipped back uncontrollably, and almost at the same time, the man's arm crossed over and gently cuddled her in his arms.

"Can't you sit up?"

"A little…dizzy!"

Natalie closed her eyes, excessive beads of cold sweat poured over her forehead. "I'm sorry! I'll...I'll drink it."

"Alright, don't push yourself. Just lean on me and drink."

He was unexpectedly gentle at such a moment.

Natalie could not help but opened her eyes. She wanted to see how he would look at her this time, but her eyes opened up to a cup of deep red-colored water, with a straw in it.

Moreover, the straw was the type that could bend. Therefore, she could lie in bed without moving at all. She could drink the brown sugar drink just by opening her mouth.

He...

It turned out he was a really considerate person.

Natalie turned her gaze slightly to look at him as she thought of this. His face was still expressionless. His deeply knitted eyebrows seemed a little impatient, but he did not push her away.

She did not want to admit it, but this feeling…

No one had patiently prepared a cup of brown sugar drink like this for her ever since her parents died.

Her eyes involuntarily turned red. She wanted to tell herself it was because of the pain in her abdomen, but...

She said nothing else. She opened her mouth cooperatively, and slowly sipped the brown sugar drink.

After struggling through half a glass, she shook her head to indicate that she could no longer go on.

John did not force her. He just lightly set the cup aside, but the arm that was cuddling her had no intention to leave.

"I’m done drinking!"

Her words meant that ‘you could let go of me now’, but John was unperturbed. It was as if he did not hear what she had said. He adjusted his posture on the side, took her in his arms, and slid right under the covers...