The moment Erik touched her, her eyes snapped open. Over the years, her life had been filled with all kinds of dangers, making her exceptionally alert. However, upon seeing it was him, she closed her eyes again.
Worn out!
For so many years, she'd always faced every sudden crisis alone. She was just a girl barely twenty years old, of course she was tired.
"Go back to sleep," Erik said gently.
Janelle didn't speak, just nestled into his embrace and continued sleeping. For someone with poor sleep quality, a good night's rest was an incredible luxury. And right now, even if the sky were falling, she didn't want to care or think about it.
Erik carried her directly to the master bedroom. After placing her on the bed, he took off her shoes, pulled the covers over her, and tucked her in.
"Sleep. Have a good rest." Whatever unhappy things had happened today, a good sleep could solve most problems.
Erik didn't leave. He sat on the carpet. Because she'd walked barefoot on the wooden floor earlier, Erik, worried she might catch a chill, had already arranged for someone to lay down this carpet overnight. The texture was very comfortable; he thought she would probably like it.
He sat on the carpet for a while before finally getting up to go shower. Janelle slept deeply; she didn't want to get up.
Just indulge myself this once. There might never be another chance.
Although he desperately wanted to sleep beside her, Erik still restrained himself. He returned to his own room to shower and sleep.
Janelle didn't wake up until past eight the next morning. Finding herself once again sleeping in Erik's villa, she felt strangely calm about it. Erik had already prepared clothes for her. To be honest, Erik was definitely an excellent lover. He always had everything she needed ready.
However, it was only when she saw the bloodstains on the bedsheet that Janelle belatedly realized her period had arrived. This villa was newly purchased by Erik; it was impossible for there to be sanitary pads or anything like that here.
Sitting on the toilet, Janelle just felt annoyed. Seeing the time was getting late, Erik came to wake her. But after knocking for a long time with no answer, worried she might be in trouble, he let himself in. The result was seeing the bloodstains on the sheet.
The bright red stains were starkly visible, reminding him of their first time. That night, she had bled too. Erik understood why she hadn't come downstairs.
He knocked on the bathroom door. "Janelle, are you okay? I'll go buy sanitary pads for you. I'll be back soon, just wait a moment."
"Hmm," Janelle responded.
As soon as he finished speaking, Erik turned and left immediately. There was a supermarket within the villa complex, though a bit far. Erik drove out in the Cullinan.
At the supermarket, he found the sanitary pad aisle. Faced with the dazzling array of brands, he didn't hesitate. He simply grabbed two packs of each brand. While checking out, he ran into Lillie.
Lillie was stunned to see him buying so many sanitary pads. So, Janelle had stayed with him last night? Lillie moved closer to Erik. This man always had a magnetism that drew people in, even knowing he was dangerous, it was hard to resist.
Erik ignored her, placing the dozen or so packs directly on the counter.
"..." The cashier was also seeing such a handsome man buy so many sanitary pads for the first time. He must be buying them for his girlfriend! Rich and so good to his girlfriend, she must be really lucky.
"Handsome, did you buy underwear? Your girlfriend probably needs some too," the cashier couldn't help but remind him.
Erik hadn't thought of that. He went back to the shelves to look for underwear. Lillie didn't follow. She paid for her own items and left.
What's the use of being so handsome and considerate? Still broke in the end, isn't he? Nelson is good. Lillie could only tell herself this. After all, they'd been together for five years, hadn't those five years always been good? The unhappiness now was only because Janelle was back. Once Janelle was gone, everything would be fine again. There definitely wouldn't be any problems. She believed in their relationship.*
Yet, even as she constantly reminded herself to hold onto Nelson, a sense of resentment still churned inside her. Why did Janelle's boyfriend treat her so well? Even buying her sanitary pads? Last time when she had her period, she'd asked Nelson to buy some and he refused. He just sent a maid. He said it was embarrassing for a man to buy such things. He was never willing to lower his pride for her.
Did Nelson really love her? If he did, why wouldn't he do these things for her?
Erik carried out two large bags of items. He'd also bought brown sugar. While looking for underwear, he had searched online about what women needed during their period. Some netizens said brown sugar water could help ease menstrual cramps. So he grabbed two large packs too.
When Erik left, Lillie hadn't gone yet. She wanted to talk to him. She couldn't bear to see Janelle so happy. Even if this man was a pauper, she didn't want Janelle to have him.
"You—" Lillie started to speak, but Erik was already in his car. From beginning to end, he hadn't glanced at her once, treating her like air. He left her with nothing but a cloud of exhaust fumes.
"Damn it!" What kind of love potion has Janelle given these men? How is this guy so devoted to her? She clearly went to a hotel with another man! Even if not, shouldn't he be suspicious seeing his girlfriend go to a hotel with another man? Why isn't he suspicious at all? What else could a man and woman do in a hotel? Is he really not bothered at all? Damn it! Damn that Janelle!
Erik drove back at top speed. Entering the master bedroom, he knocked on the bathroom door.
"Janelle, I'm back. Open the door."
Janelle was still sitting on the toilet. Hearing his voice, she wrapped a towel around herself and went to open the door. Seeing the huge bag of sanitary pads, Janelle raised an eyebrow. How long would this last?
"I got disposable underwear too. I didn't know which brand you like, so I bought a few kinds. Take a look yourself." He'd been focused on speed at the time, so he hadn't called to ask her.
"Hmm, go out first. I'll be ready soon," Janelle shooed him away.
"Need my help?" Erik asked jokingly.
"..." Janelle paused. "How do you plan to help? Install the sanitary pad for me?" This man really...
"Well, it's not impossible. If you need, I can," Erik replied playfully.
"Alright, get out! We really don't have time to waste." Janelle didn't want to delay any longer. After all, she was very busy these days. Today, she still had to attend a cocktail party hosted by the Aleens Group.
She changed into the fresh underwear, applied a sanitary pad, washed her hands, and finally left the bathroom.