What Separates Me and You novel Chapter 375

"Mrs. Larson!"

Mrs. Larson sprinted in swiftly. Hearing the urgency in his voice, she asked in a flustered tone, "What is it, Master Lewis?"

Lewis said sullenly, "Take her to change her pants."

Stunned, Mrs. Larson knew she wouldn't be wrong as long as she did as told, though she had not fully grasped the situation. She briskly went to Josephine and held her hand. "Madam, come with me. Let's get changed."

Josephine nodded and looked back at Lewis, thinking he was acting weird. Why was he so mad when she was the one bleeding?

Before she could figure it out, Mrs. Larson had already led her back to her room and realized why she needed to change her pants.

Mrs. Larson put down the pants she held and got Josephine a sanitary pad instead. Then, she started explaining to Josephine what it was all about.

Josephine, who listened with her head in the clouds, took a while to register that she would bleed like this once every month. That scared her. Would she die if she bled every month?

Mrs. Larson knew it would be hard for Josephine to remember if she gave her too much information, so she demonstrated the correct method of using the sanitary pad.

Lewis waited a long time in the study, but Mrs. Larson didn't return with Josephine. He cast his documents aside and went to the bedroom, where he heard Mrs. Larson say, "Remember, you must change this every time you go to the toilet. I'll put this thing in every toilet in the house. Do you remember how to use it?"

With a pale face, Josephine nodded slightly to indicate that she remembered the instructions. Her stomach was aching too badly to digest Mrs. Larson's words.

After that, Mrs. Larson advised Josephine to rest while she made Josephine some hot chocolate.

Clutching her stomach, Josephine curled up in the armchair, tears welling up in her eyes due to the pain.

Suddenly, she heard footsteps approaching. Opening her eyes a little, she saw Lewis standing before her. She shut her eyes again, feeling weak.

Lewis squatted before her and held her hand, softly asking, "Is it too painful?"

She nodded, her eyes reddening. Tears rolled down her cheeks. It could be the concern in his tone that moved her.

The man's brows knitted. He placed a hand on her stomach and gently helped her to massage that area. "I'll give you a massage."

Her position on the sofa hindered him from doing so, so Lewis carried her to the bed and sat beside her while he massaged her stomach.

Lying on the bed, Josephine stared at him intently. His movements were gentle, and his palm was warm. She could feel the warmth of his palm through her shirt.

As if he sensed something, Lewis lowered his eyes and glanced at Josephine. "Why are you looking at me?"

She pressed her lips tightly, not knowing how to answer him.

Previously, she had always seen him as a bully—she still did—but it didn't stop her from feeling touched by his concern. Because of that, Josephine felt conflicting feelings within. It was something she couldn't fathom.

Mrs. Larson brought her a mug of hot chocolate. Lewis helped Josephine to sit upright and took the hot chocolate from Mrs. Larson before feeding it to Josephine. "The pain will stop after you finish this."

Josephine looked at the brown liquid in the mug, swallowed nervously, and carefully leaned closer before taking a sip.

A hint of ginger gave the drink a mild sweetness and spiciness. Josephine looked away and shook her head after taking a sip. It tasted nasty.

Lewis continued coaxing her, "Come on. It's not very nice, but it'll help reduce the pain."

She was still hesitant. She looked at the hot chocolate, resistance written across her face.

"Don't you feel uncomfortable because of the pain?" asked Lewis.

Josephine nodded listlessly.

"Then listen to me and drink it."

She pressed her lips together. She would rather endure the nasty drink if it meant her stomach ache would go away. She leaned forward and, holding her breath, took another sip.