She clutched her throbbing abdomen, buried her head on the sofa, and curled up her body. She said with difficulty, "My stomach... It hurts..."

The expression on Mitchel's face suddenly changed upon seeing her like this.

He bent down, picked her up without hesitation, and walked out of the room.

Raegan clutched his sleeve tightly. Her pale face was covered in cold sweat.

“Put me down. I'm going to the bathroom..."

“No. We're going to the hospital," Mitchel firmly refused.

“I... It's my period..." Raegan pursed her lips and explained weakly.

“Put me down. Let me go to the bathroom."

Mitchel stopped in his tracks, but he didn't put her down. Then he walked to the bathroom with her in his arms.

He pushed the door open with his elbow, put her down, and reached out to lift the hem of her dress.

Raegan was so frightened that she grabbed his sleeve tightly and asked, “What are you doing?"

Mitchel looked at her with a frown.

"Can you do it yourself?"

Raegan looked at him speechlessly.

Of course, there was no need for him to help her take off her underwear.

Her face flushed, and her ears were red, too. She lowered her head and said, "Get out."

Mitchel didn't insist. He turned around and went out of the bathroom.

While waiting outside, the painkillers Raegan ordered had arrived.

A few minutes later, the bathroom door opened. Before Raegan could step out, Mitchel rushed over and picked her up.

She was so startled that she subconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck.