The maid didn’t say anything, quickly ran downstairs, and reported the situation to Nolan Davis.
Nolan Davis listened and couldn’t help but frown.
He wondered if the dishes prepared by the house chef didn’t suit her taste, as she repeatedly refused to co down for dinner.
He pulled out a chair and began walking upstairs.
He entered her room and saw her curled up, holding her abdon, looking in pain.
"What’s wrong?" He supported her body, letting her lean against him, reached out to touch her forehead, her temperature was normal, and she wasn’t having a fever.
"It’s just nstrual cramps, nothing serious..." Her voice was sowhat weak.
"nstrual cramps?" Nolan Davis murmured to himself, unsure of what to do in such a situation.
He looked to the maid for help, and the maid quickly offered a suggestion.
"Mr. Davis, I have a warm water bag in my room, it might help alleviate the pain if Miss Smith tries it. I often do that when I have nstrual cramps..."
"Go get it quickly."
"Okay." The maid was very efficient and brought the warm water bag, filled it, and handed it to Nolan Davis.
Nolan Davis held the warm water bag, ready to place it over her abdon.
"Let take it myself..." She tried to reach for it but Nolan Davis dodged away.
"I’ll help you."
"No need..."
But Nolan Davis ignored her reluctance and directly placed the warm water bag on her aching lower abdon, and as she felt the warmth, Sophie Smith indeed felt much better than before.
"Feeling better?" he asked softly, noticing her expression had relaxed a bit.
"Yes." She closed her eyes, trying to calm down from the previous imnse pain.
Lying in his strong embrace, Sophie Smith seed to feel a familiar atmosphere.
"Asher Land..." She involuntarily called out a na, probably without realizing it herself, but Nolan Davis clearly heard it.
His arm holding the warm water bag stiffened for a mont, but he didn’t withdraw his hand.
After a long while, her pain seed to ease, and she unknowingly fell asleep leaning against him.
He gently laid her on the bed, letting her lie down.
Just as he was about to stand up, she grabbed his sleeve.
"Asher Land, don’t go, stay with ..." She murmured, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed tightly.
Asher Land?
Again, that na.
Nolan Davis felt quite helpless, knowing it was impossible for her to forget that na and person in a short ti, but hearing her call his na, recalling their passionate monts in the restroom today, he felt his male pride significantly hurt.
When had Nolan Davis ever been so troubled by a woman?
She held onto his sleeve, unwilling to let go, while continuously calling Asher Land’s na...
After a long ti, he finally gave up on leaving, lifted the blanket, and lay down beside her.
As soon as he lay down, she wrapped her arms around his waist, her soft body snuggled up to him, with her head resting on his chest.
This was her habit when sleeping with Asher Land.
Even in her sleep, Sophie Smith felt much more comfortable.
Nolan Davis, his body tense, still caught the lingering fragrance from her.... Was he going to be held by her like this all night?
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