Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 149

Without realizing it, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Early morning.

Moira drowsily felt that her body was somewhat sticky ... She reached out and touched it, then squinted at it, the blood-red thing sticking to her hand.

"Ah ..." With a low exclamation, she intended to sit up, but only then did she realize that there was an extra man's arm by her waist, and the one she was using as a pillow was also a man's arm ...

Therefore, when Moira turned her head, her red lips brushed against the man's face and kissed ...

She was scared again. My God! Since when did she sleep in such a warm position with Sage?

Wait a minute, the main thing was that she had her period.

"Hey! Let me go." Moira was so annoyed that she used her free hand to push him away.

"Sleep with me a little longer." Sage still wanted to sleep.

"Sleep your ass, don't sleep anymore, I have my period." Moira was anxious, but she couldn't say it out loud.

Sage, on the other hand, understood what she meant. He opened his serene and deep starry eyes, then sat up and took a look.

Seeing this for the first time, Sage was shocked.

"So much blood ..." Sage felt faint blood.

"Hurry back to your room! Don't sleep with me for a week." Moira's face and ears reddened in embarrassment, it was such a humiliation, a humiliation she had never had before, it made her want to die.

Moira took a towel and clean clothing from the drawer and entered the bathroom. At that moment, she also felt uncomfortable.

Sage looked at the puddle of blood on the bed in disbelief. If he did not know that it was her blood, he really would have been scared to death.

Sage clenched his teeth, lifted up the bedsheets, crumpled them into a ball and threw them on the ground. He looked down at the floor below, and here he was, too.

After Moira finished washing up in the room for half an hour, she came out with all her bedding that had been moved to the side and Sage was gone.

Moira's stomach was currently aching. She quickly drank a cup of boiling water to warm her stomach and looked at the dirty bed sheets. The washing machine could not wash them clean.

Moira was bringing the bed sheets into the bathroom, behind her, Sage was putting on his clothes and walking in, seeing that she was going to wash, he immediately frowned, "There's no need to wash, just throw it away!"

Moira said without a care, "What's wrong with that? It'll be fine after a wash." With that, she turned her head to look at him, "If you dislike it, then don't sleep with me. Go back to your room and sleep!"

"Are you sure you want to wash?" Sage felt that this woman was asking for it. Didn't they say that if a woman had period, she couldn't touch the cold water?

"Of course..." Moira replied. She had been soaking in the warm water for a few minutes already.

She stood up and looked at the man pulling her behind her. "What are you doing?"

"Stay by the side." Sage ordered.

Then, he crouched down and picked up the bloody bedsheet that was soaked with foam with his large palm. He then started to rub it vigorously.

At the door, Moira's mouth opened slightly in shock. He actually washed it for her!

Seeing that he had drenched his shirt, Moira walked up and said, "Take off your clothes, I'll wash it for you tomorrow!"

"I'll go back and change. We'll go out for breakfast." After Sage finished speaking, he entered his house through the door.

Moira wrung her hands and waited for him. A few minutes later, he brought the car key over, and Moira was also dressed in casual clothes.

The two of them walked down the stairs and arrived at the car park. They sat in Sage's car and headed straight to a breakfast restaurant. Sage was walking in the front, but before he could get to his seat, a waitress slipped and threw a cup of coffee at his chest.

Sage immediately pulled at his clothes and skin, but it was still scalding hot. He scrunched his eyebrows and Moira quickly wiped it away with a piece of paper, while the waitress also fell down on the ground miserably, tears welling up in her eyes due to the pain.

"Sorry ... Sorry ..." She fought back tears and apologized.

Although Sage was very angry, he still endured it with a glance, "Forget it!"

Moira asked him, "Did you get burned? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

The coffee was freshly made, of course it was hot, the temperature was at least around 80 degrees, so after being poured, Sage's chest was indeed burning red, but he did not make any sounds.

"Forget it, let's eat something first." Sage continued to pull at his shirt, looking like he was enduring the burning pain.

Moira immediately thought of something. Since Sage had washed her bed sheets today, it couldn't be that he was getting unlucky, right? Why else would this cup of coffee be poured on him?

During breakfast, Moira was still very worried about whether he had been scalded. She quickly drank a bowl of porridge and noticed that Sage's handsome face had always been ugly, from time to time he would cover his chest with his hands. The manager of the restaurant also bowed down to apologize to him while the waiter cried on the side.

After finishing his breakfast, Sage went downstairs and sat in the car. Only then did Sage's slender hands untie his clothes one by one, only to see that the skin on his firm chest was completely red. Moira who was sitting to the side immediately opened her eyes wide, "Oh my god! It must be scalding. Let's go to the hospital!"