How to Get a Wife novel Chapter 18

Wilson didn't tell his doubts to Joanna. Although he didn't want to hide anything from her, he subtly felt that he should not tell her about it.

With a pale face, Joanna walked out of the bathroom. Her period came.

Again she felt how sad it was when she was not with her family. Her heart began to cold from inside. She really hoped that someone could warm it up

Wilson opened the door with the paper bag and the key with difficulty. He just came back from a nearby supermarket.

After putting the things he bought into the kitchen and returning to the living room, he saw that Joanna was lying on the sofa and trembling, hugging herself tightly.

He froze for a second and then squatted down beside her. "Joanna, what's wrong with you?" She was fine before he went out, but why did she become like this after a while.

What's going on?

When Joanna opened her eyes, she found Wilson was looking at her. She shook her head weakly to show she was fine.

He held her up from the sofa and said anxiously, "I'm taking you to the hospital. Can you tolerate a little bit longer, Joanna?"

"It's just dysmenorrhea. I don't need to go to the hospital..." She was in his arms. Seeing that he was worried about her, she suddenly felt that the pain was not so unbearable.

"Dysmenorrhea? Then what should I do Are you feeling bad? " For Wilson, this kind of disease was like a hieroglyphic. He knew nothing about it.

"I'm fine," Her voice was light and weak, as if she had been tortured by pain.

"You're shaking all over, but you said you're fine. Let me send you to the hospital." After that, he held tight to Joanna and strode to the door.

Joanna released her hands from her belly and pulled Wilson's arm to stop him, "I just feel cold. I really don't need to go to the hospital."

She felt ashamed at the thought of being sent to the hospital by a man because of dysmenorrhea. She didn't want to be so ashamed.

She knew her body well. Her dysmenorrhea was not that serious. She just needed to pay attention to keep warm and drink more hot water.

Being taken care by Wilson, she felt much less pain.

It felt good to be cared about by someone.

Her mother passed away at a young age, and her father married her stepmother. Since then, she had learned to endure everything on her own. Although Melissa and Rita were her best friends, she couldn't ask them for help anytime.

She was a human being, and she would be helpless. But she had no one to take care of her, so she had to grit her teeth and insist. Deep inside her heart, she still hoped that someone could care about her and warm her.

Seeing that there was a trace of blood on Joanna's face, and her body was no longer shaking heavily, he decided to believe her temporarily and take her into the room, holding her tightly in his arms.

Looking at the man who held her, his eyes were full of endless care and tenderness, and his hands were holding her tightly. She sobbed as she was touched. She rested her head on his shoulder and said, "thank you. I feel much better now."

She felt his warmth not only warmed her body, but also her heart. She didn't want him to release her. She wanted to hold him like this all the time.