Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap novel Chapter 763

Jasmine wanted to say that he was lying. ‘You're a man, what are you nervous about?’ However, she then saw the veins bulging in his neck.

He had taken a bath, but he was still sweating.

Boyce touched her cheek. "I'm afraid to scare you."

Jasmine looked at him. He was looking cautious. He was obviously eager to do so, but he still restrained himself from doing so. Her heart melted and she took the initiative to hug him. "I'm not afraid of you at all."

She approached his ear and said softly, "I'm already yours..."

When they were ready and the atmosphere was just right, they were stunned when they were going to become real husband and wife.

Jasmine glanced at what was under her, suddenly got up from bed and ran to the bathroom.

Boyce looked at the blood on the bed and couldn’t react for a long time.

After a while, he slowly calmed down. Although the agitation in his body did not disappear, his mind was much clearer.

After a while, Jasmine came out in her clothes. She lowered her head and grabbed the hem with both hands. "I'm sorry, my period usually doesn’t come at this time. I don't know why it will advance this month..."

Boyce sat by the bed, tidied up his bathrobe and said, "It's all right. It's not your fault."

Seeing Boyce upset, she felt very guilty. She came over and said, "I'll clean up the bed."

Boyce said, "No, sit down and I'll get it."

Although Boyce was unwilling, he can't help it. He couldn’t possibly have sex with her when she was on period, right?

Jasmine stood aside, looked down and secretly blamed her period for coming at such a bad timing.

The atmosphere today was excellent, yet it was destroyed by this unwelcomed event.

She bit her lip and snatched the sheet from Boyce's hand. "You're all thumbs. I'll get it."

She lifted the bloody sheets off the bed deftly, threw them into the dirty clothes basket and put on clean sheets and quilts.

She put the sheets into the washing machine to wash and let Boyce sleep.

She then went to the living room and folded the clothes once again.

She sat on the sofa and folded the clothes neatly one by one. Her mind drifted as she stared at the pile of clothes on the table.

Boyce sat on the sofa, hugged her and said, "You don’t have to mind that, we still have a lot of time."

Jasmine looked down, she still secretly blamed herself.

She felt sorry for him.

It was better not to start, everything had initially turned out that smoothly…

Boyce pinched her cheek. "Well, it's getting late. Let's go to bed."

Jasmine turned to look at him. "Can you still fall asleep?"

Boyce coughed softly. "I just drank a bottle of ice water. I'm sleepy now."

Jasmine pouted. "But I can't sleep."

Boyce scraped her nose. "Still can’t forgive yourself?"

Jasmine nodded hard. "I just can't forgive myself. My period was very punctual before, if not, occasionally, it’ll delay. But this time it’s ahead of schedule, fate’s playing game with me."

Boyce carried her up. "Alright, don't think about it anymore, let’s sleep."

He put her on the bed and hugged her. "It's late."

Jasmine turned over, nestled in his arms and closed her eyes. She could calm down in his arms. Although she still couldn't get through what happened today, she was a lot calmer.

Jasmine only fell asleep until very late. Boyce fell asleep earlier. He woke up first in the morning. When he woke up, Jasmine was sleeping soundly. He didn't wake her up, but got up gently.