"Wet the bed? God no!" Alyssa embarrassedly pummeled Jasper's chest. He appeared fine, even when her fists hurt. "How could you say that?"

He grabbed her hand and rubbed it on his chest. "Fine, it's my fault. My brain froze. I bet I'll be the one wetting the bed when we're old and frail."

Alyssa, who was angrily drawing circles with her fingertip on his chest, suddenly let out a chuckle at his hilarious remark.

He questioned, "Anyway, what's wrong? You scared me for a while just now." He gently caressed her cheek with concern.

"I... I'm on my period." She clutched the blanket tightly and pressed her lips.

Although she and Jasper had slept together and trusted each other, she was incredibly sensitive about her image and strove to carry herself with elegance and discipline.

intimacy, she dared not moan loudly due to the embarrassment. It took his patient guidance to break her mental

first time seeing

another week. That's early." With a serious expression, he slowly flipped

I'm not sleeping tonight." Feeling frustrated partly because of

have to wake up early,"

suggested, "Let's sleep in another bedroom. When morning comes, I'll get Mrs. Rosie to wash all

quickly shook her head. The thought of

throw out the stained sheets and

are you throwing out things that are perfectly fine? Anyway, help me change out the sheets. I'll wash the stains out the

sorry, cast a bitter look at Alyssa. Memories flooded his mind, especially fragments from his marriage to Alyssa

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