With his tall figure bending down, his eyes gleamed darkly.

In that instant, all Rosalynn yearned for was to bring him joy and fulfill his happiness.

Encircling her arms around his neck, she raised her head and planted a kiss on his Lips.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and his hand ventured beneath her clothing.

"Wait!"

A sudden pang reverberated through her belly. Abruptly, Rosalynn opened her eyes and pressed down on his hand.

Brian breathed heavily, his voice laced with concern.

“What's wrong?"

“I-" Rosalynn began, but a searing warmth seemed to emanate from below.

“Wait a minute!"

Before she could elaborate, Rosalynn pushed Brian aside, hastily exiting the bed and scurrying to the bathroom without even bothering to slip on her shoes.

Brian felt a fire raging within him. Straightening up, he grabbed her Slippers and headed to the bathroom, struggling to suppress his emotions.

“What's the matter? Are you feeling unwell?"

In the bathroom, Rosalynn perched on the toilet seat, her innocent face clouded with dismay as she examined her soiled trousers.

“Honey, my period started," she murmured.

Brian approached with a pair of slippers, crouching down to help her put them on.

Initially taken aback, he soon grasped the situation. His handsome countenance abruptly darkened.

After indulging in playful banter with her, he had been thwarted in the final stage.

“Honey, could you fetch me some clean clothes? I'LL take a soothing hot shower," Rosalynn requested softly, accompanied by a beguiling smile.

Brian inhaled deeply, deliberately tousling her hair. He stood up and said, “Wait for me."

Rosalynn lacked the strength to argue with him. She tidied her hair, adjusted her trousers, and rose to her feet.

Observing her clutching her abdomen, her complexion Less vibrant, Brian furrowed his brows and inquired, “Are you feeling uncomfortable?"