Mommy，We Got a Husband by Doris

Chapter 161 Who Will Save Me?

Another round of intimate contact.

After it ended, Galatea lay in Alaric's arms, panting heavily. She felt damp again and was covered in sweat.

"I feel like I need another shower after this." Galatea quipped.

"If you want, I can join you for another shower."

"I don't want now." Galatea felt completely drained, not wanting to move at all.

"Do you have any contraceptives here?" Galatea suddenly asked.

Alaric was surprised, then said helplessly, "I don't have those here. You mentioned it was safe, period, so you shouldn't need contraceptives."

"The safe period isn't foolproof. I'm afraid I might get pregnant." Galatea kicked Alaric and ordered, "Hurry up and go buy them for me."

"Why are you so afraid of getting pregnant?" Alaric curiously asked.

"You're the curious one, not me." Galatea commanded again, "Just go out and buy them now!"

"Alright, I'll go buy them." Alaric had no choice but to get up and put on his clothes, and as he did, he said, "You're a doctor. You should know better than me that contraceptives aren't good for your health." "Since you know that, then take precautions next time, okay?"

"Okay."Alaric could only nod helplessly.

After saying that, Alaric got dressed and went out. Watching him leave, Galatea looked at herself, then couldn't help but blush and smile shyly.

So this is what intimate contact feels like, she had never experienced it before, and it was quite comfortable.

With that thought, Galatea's neck turned red, she quickly scolded herself, "Galatea, stop thinking nonsense, stop it!"

the time Alaric returned

indulgently smiled, climbed back into bed, and embraced

her sleep peacefully, Alaric lightly kissed her forehead and whispered, "Galatea, rest assured, I will protect you. I

closed his eyes and

because Mrs. Marigold

gazed

the bed just added to his room, his face showing

really planning to sleep in the same room

the company and won't be coming back, so it's up to me to take care of you. If I'm taking care of you, I'll do it well. What if you feel unwell at night and there's no one around to help?" "My dear grandma, I'm not a three-year-old child. If I'm really in pain, I'll call for help. I'm not mute, nor

a fool. I am just taking

sighed deeply. Who

Marigold's love

when she

"No room for negotiation?"

completely better, I won't sleep

another sigh, Harry gave

that, Harry covered his head with the

Sleep, sleep!

next to him,

soon

covered in blood, reaching out with blood-stained hands, accusing Mrs. Marigold, "Mom, you have a cruel heart. I didn't deceive you, but you wrongly accused me, causing me to lose my life in vain. I

"Grandma!"

Stellan, also covered in blood, their cries making Mrs. Marigold

we are your grandchildren, but you caused our deaths. We didn't even get to see the

me back

feel so

"Ah, ah!"

terror from the nightmare, her scream startling Harry, who