My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter: 1270

“Honey, my period started,” she murmured.

Brian approached with a pair of slippers, crouching down to help her put them on.

Initially taken aback, he soon grasped the situation. His handsome countenance abruptly darkened.

After indulging in playful banter with her, he had been thwarted in the final stage.

“Honey, could you fetch me some clean clothes? I’LL take a soothing hot shower,” Rosalynn requested softly, accompanied by a beguiling smile.

deeply, deliberately tousling her hair. He stood up and said, “Wait for

to argue with him. She tidied her hair, adjusted her trousers, and rose

her abdomen, her complexion Less vibrant, Brian furrowed his brows and

some ginger soup with

offering

diligently tending to their well-being, the arrival of their period would inevitably render them somewhat

intended to make a steaming bowl of

her the clothes before departing

Rosalynn’s despondent expression, he turned on his heels and made his way to

to his

information he found was rather vague, lacking the precise proportions of ginger

himself in this predicament, his phone rang, indicating an