“Wet the bed? God no!” Alyssa embarrassedly pummeled Jasper’s chest. He appeared fine, even when her fists hurt. “How could you say that?”

He grabbed her hand and rubbed it on his chest. “Fine, it’s my fault. My brain froze. I bet I’ll be the one wetting the bed when we’re old and frail.”

Alyssa, who was angrily drawing circles with her fingertip on his chest, suddenly let out a chuckle at his hilarious remark.

He questioned, “Anyway, what’s wrong? You scared me for a while just now.” He gently caressed her cheek with concern.

“I… I’m on my period.” She clutched the blanket tightly and pressed her lips.

Although she and Jasper had slept together and trusted each other, she was incredibly sensitive about her image and strove to carry herself with elegance and discipline.

It took his patient

first time

period now? I thought

blanket aside. The stained bedsheet

sleeping tonight.” Feeling frustrated partly because of

have to

in another bedroom. When morning comes, I’ll get Mrs. Rosie to wash all the bedsheets

so embarrassing.” She quickly shook her head. The thought of it

throw out the stained sheets and get some new

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