Remarriage Failed Again Today

Chapter 600: Chapter 600: Then Call Me Hubby, and I Won’t Leave

There was something Leona Grant hadn’t even realized about himself.

He was a mysophobe, and he found it especially disgusting when women were on their periods.

Once, a secretary at his company had an accident and leaked during her period. The sight of it disgusted him so much that he fired her on the spot.

From then on, all the senior executives in his company were men.

Think about it, blood flowing from... there. How could it not be disgusting?

But now, as he was using his hands to wipe the blood for Annabelle Linton, he didn’t feel disgusted at all. His only concern was whether she was in pain, and whether she would be alright if she kept bleeding like this.

What’s more, he was covered in her period blood, and he hadn’t even paid it any mind.

This was true love...

Leona Grant wiped the remaining blood from her legs, tossed the towel into the trash can, and then helped her into a pair of underwear he had already fitted with a sanitary pad.

The blood had already stained the bedsheets... a vivid red, like the scene of a car crash. It was horrifying.

Thankfully, Annabelle Linton was asleep. Otherwise, she would have wanted to find a hole to crawl into and hide.

Leona Grant picked her up and changed her into a clean nightgown. Annabelle Linton seemed numb from the pain. She just gave him a weak glance before closing her eyes again.

The worry and tenderness in his eyes deepened.

He placed her on the sofa, changed the sheets to a fresh set, then carried her back to the bed. Finally, he tucked her in with a blanket, washed his hands, and brought up a cup of brown sugar water.

Annabelle Linton was curled up on the bed, still clutching her stomach in agony. He’d looked it up online; a trip to the hospital would be useless.

’Sigh... Why does something as annoying as a period have to exist in this world?’

Leona Grant held her and tried to feed her the brown sugar water, but Annabelle Linton refused to drink it. She didn’t eat sweets.

"Be good. Drink a little. It won’t hurt as much if you do."

Annabelle Linton didn’t know why, but the pain was especially bad this time, and it had come on so suddenly.

It felt like her insides were being churned by a meat grinder, a pain similar to enteritis.

Her consciousness was fading. She, who had never cried even after falling down the stairs or being bitten by a snake, actually started to cry this time.

She knocked the cup over, threw her arms around him, and began to sob. "I don’t want to drink that stuff..."

Watching her cry sent a sharp pang through Leona Grant’s heart. He frowned and said softly, "But your stomach will hurt if you don’t drink it..."

"I won’t! I won’t drink it!" Annabelle Linton cried out, weakly pounding on his chest.

Anyone who didn’t know the situation might think she was being overly dramatic... but in reality, it was just because her husband was by her side.

If he weren’t there, she definitely wouldn’t be acting this way.

Leona Grant quickly grasped her hands. "Okay, okay. We won’t drink it. Don’t cry anymore."

Only then did Annabelle Linton quiet down.

Perhaps because the pain was so intense, she held onto his waist with surprising strength, pressing her head tightly against his chest.

Leona Grant looked down at the top of her head and suddenly found her incredibly cute.

He loved, loved, loved this feeling—of being needed by her, of her letting down all her defenses and no longer being so cold and aloof, of her acting spoiled, throwing a tantrum, and taking the initiative to hug him.

He kissed her, then moved to get her some medicine. Annabelle Linton looked at him with teary eyes and hugged him tightly. "Don’t go..."

Leona Grant’s heart felt as if it had been struck by something—leaving him dazed, with a feeling that was sour and sweet all at once.

The corners of his mouth lifted into a smile as he said softly, "Then call me ’hubby.’ If you call me that, I won’t go."

"..." Annabelle Linton refused.

"Then I’m leaving..." He pried her fingers open, pretending to let go of her as he threatened, "I won’t come back once I leave. You can just sleep here by yourself."

"Don’t go..."

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