"I just menstruate."
Sebastian was still confused, "Period?"
"Yes. Period,"
“Then why are you acting like something serious happened?” the confused Sebastian was still there, looming over the bathroom.
Isla breathed out heavily as she sat on the edge of the tub. "Now go away."
"Why would I go away?" Sebastian walked even closer and scooped her up from the ground. "Wait until the servants bring you another hot tub."
Up on Sebastian's shoulder, Isla was speechless. This man... Was he not the least bit disgusted by her state right now?
The man carried her like she weighed nothing while he walked outside of the bathroom.
"Ah! The blood is going to get on the sheet—"
He placed her on the bed, right at the center. Blood started to seep through the sheet and soiled it.
"The sheet’s already ruined anyway," Sebastian said as he wore his robe. His back turned as he walked away from her without any sign of change in temper.
Isla frowned even deeper.
