"Well... Now that we've finished here, perhaps we should head back to the Lemna Yard?" Maria suggested it tentatively.

Anthony shook his head in silence, pointing to the wall clock. It was nearly eleven in the night.

"I hadn't realized it was so late. Nonetheless, it's imperative that we head back as soon as possible," Maria remarked in a hushed tone, catching Anthony's smiling gaze.

“Head back to Lemna Yard? Do you genuinely consider it your home? Isn't the villa I've arranged for you far superior?"

Maria felt reluctant to confront him. She nodded timidly and replied, “This is my home, too."

“Now you're talking." Anthony was satisfied with her response.

“By the way, how many beds do you have?" Maria cautiously asked. Anthony held up a single finger in response.

One bed? There was only one bed?

A sense of despair washed over Maria.

“Don't worry. The bed is spacious and sturdy," Anthony reassured. Naria couldn't help but feel even more anxious.

Given her current relationship with Anthony, any intimate encounter between them would seem quite natural, she thought to herself.

In contemporary times, it had become rather ordinary for them to engage in intimate moments, all within the context of their mutual affection. Frankly, it seemed Anthony had been exercising restraint for quite some time.

If Julie were privy to this, she might even cheer them on and rush to buy a pregnancy test kit for her.

“Will you promise me one thing..." Maria shyly asked. Anthony beamed.

“Please, go ahead. What a cunning man! He was waiting for her to take the bait!

Naria pleaded, “Just promise to sleep soundly without entertaining any other thoughts, alright

Anthony responded, “Alright, I promise to hold you close without any ulterior motives."

Damn it! Anthony's words resembled those of teenage boys' typical words before having sex.

“I'm serious." After hearing what Anthony said, Maria's shyness skyrocketed,

Anthony's puzzled expression only deepened as Maria retrieved a small square item from her handbag.

The square package was violet with an animation logo on it.

Anthony observed a cartoon illustration featuring a woman peacefully resting on the moon, a serene smile adorning her face. Simultaneously, he noticed various logos reminiscent of those he frequently encountered on television, Breathable, dry, snug fit, instant absorption...

Anthony was stunned. The term “sanitary pad" immediately crossed his mind.

Given the words on the package, the one Maria had taken out was intended for nighttime use.