Wang Dahai had originally planned to find a moment to get intimate with Mrs. Liu at noon.
But since Zhang Jie was coming over, he decided to conserve his energy instead.
Therefore, after work, he grabbed a quick bite and returned home to prepare for a midday rest.
As soon as he got home, he saw Jiang Rou curled up, lying on her side on the sofa.
He thought Jiang Rou was asleep at first, but upon coming closer, he realized her brow was tightly furrowed, her hands covering her stomach, and she occasionally let out faint moans.
Her beautiful face was deathly pale.
Hearing the footsteps, Jiang Rou weakly opened her eyes, and upon seeing it was him, she closed them again.
Wang Dahai asked, "Menstrual cramps?"
"Mm."
Wang Dahai sighed softly, feeling somewhat heartbroken.
No matter what, they had once been lovers.
Moreover, they both grew up in the same village from childhood and were childhood sweethearts.
Seeing her in this state, he felt somewhat distressed.
