The Bride’s Revenge

Chapter 375 A Difficult Day

Lucas had just gotten up when Marion’s voice, though soft, resonated in the room. Marion hesitated then pulled the blanket over herself.

“I’m going to sleep,” she mumbled the sound escaping from beneath the covers.

Lucas looked at the bulging figure on the bed and pressed his lips together. He chuckled deeply. The husky laughter filled the room, and Marion felt her face growing warmer with each passing moment.

Ah, she was becoming more daring by the day. Her menstruation had transformed Marion from a vibrant sunflower into a withering winter rose.

Perhaps it was due to catching a chill last month when she rescued Alice. At that time, her cycle had just left, and despite it being summer, the accident left her weakened and susceptible to the cold.

So, this month’s cycle was particularly painful. Nights were more manageable as she could sleep through the pain.

However, daytime was a different story. Her face turned deathly pale and her stomach felt like it was being twisted into a knot.

During breakfast, Mrs. Bailey was taken aback by Marion’s complexion and expressed her concern, suggesting that Marion go to the hospital. Feeling embarrassed, Marion pointed to her stomach, explaining it was her time of the month.

“Oh dear, no wonder you’re feeling so uncomfortable! How about I make you some brown sugar and ginger tea?” Mrs. Bailey offered.

Feeling unwell, Marion did not decline Mrs. Bailey’s kindness. “Sure, thank you, Mrs. Bailey.”

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With her discomfort, even her appetite waned. She took a few bites of breakfast but could not eat much. Cassie messaged her, inquiring about her dinner with Gerald and Mindy. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Looking at the message, Marion responded without her usual liveliness: [It was fine. His uncle and

aunt are very kind.]

Concerned, Cassie noticed something was off. [What’s wrong? Why do I sense you’re not in a good mood?]

Marion replied: [I’m on my period.]

Cassie could sympathize with her. [You poor thing. Drink more hot water, and let Mrs. Bailey make you some tea. Don’t bother replying to me. Go lie down!]

Marion sent an emoji in response, then rested her head on the table as she waited for Mrs. Bailey to bring her some tea.

Mrs. Bailey wasted no time in preparing the concoction, and soon enough, she brought it out.

Seeing Marion lying on the table, her heart went out to her. “Is it that painful? Do you want to take a

painkiller?”

Marion shook her head, “It’s okay for now. Thank you, Mrs. Bailey,”

Knowing that ibuprofen could harm the stomach lining and recalling Cassie’s sensitivity to such medications, Mrs. Bailey nodded.

Once she noticed Marion’s lack of appetite during breakfast and her subdued state, she suggested,” How about I prepare a light and easily digestible lunch for you?”

“That would be great, Mrs. Bailey,” Marlon replied.

“Alright, if you need anything, just call me. My daughter sometimes suffers from nausea and diarrhea during her period,” Mrs. Bailey said.

Marion softly agreed with a ‘Hmm‘ and continued sipping the brown sugar and ginger tea in small

sips.

After finishing the drink, Marion did not have the energy for her piano practice. She returned to the master bedroom and curled up on the bed. Despite having just woken up, she felt tired, and the pain in her abdomen was persistent. Eventually, she drifted off to sleep.