Chapter 300: Chapter 300: Is it Really That Hard to Have a Little Less Argunt? Chapter 300: Chapter 300: Is it Really That Hard to Have a Little Less Argunt? Listening to the saleswoman’s enthusiastic inquiries, William Griffith felt at a loss for the first ti in his life…
“Which one is the most comfortable?” Wanting Cherish Turner to hurt less, William only wanted to choose sothing that would ease her pain.
But hearing this, the saleswoman felt that this man was… quite perverted, and her attitude suddenly revealed disdain.
What does he an, ‘which one is comfortable’? How can a man ask such a question?
“Why don’t you ask your wife this question? I’ve never seen such a rude man; are you a pervert or not?” The saleswoman completely changed her infatuated deanor, showing a disgusted expression as if to keep him far away.
William, who was unjustly scolded by a girl, couldn’t lash out, so he endured. He picked several expensive sanitary pads off the shelves and swooshed them into his shopping bag. Then, he chose a few boxes of underpants and two sets of pajamas before checking out and leaving!
The most expensive ones must have a reason for their price, after all, you get what you pay for.
After returning to Deep Wave Mansion, under the watchful eyes of everyone, William went back to Cherish Turner’s room with a large bag of sanitary pads.
Mother Goodman told Cherish that her husband had gone out to buy sothing.
Cherish didn’t need to think to know that William must have gone out to buy those things for her, and she felt like crawling into a hole in embarrassnt.
William handed the items over to Cherish, and as soon as she took them, he left.
Separated by a door, the two were deep in thought in their respective rooms.
After a brief mont, Cherish had finally changed into clean clothes and felt much fresher. When she ca out of the bathroom, she saw William had not left.
William patted the spot next to him on the bed, and Cherish walked over with her head down, barefoot. Then, William settled her on the bed and covered her with the quilt.
His large hands gently caressed her lower abdon. Cherish was initially tense, afraid that he would do sothing inappropriate, but once she realized his intentions, she turned her face away in shyness.
His palm’s warmth penetrated her skirt, and his gentle touch gradually eased her frown.
Cherish found his tenderness at this mont inexplicable, and just as she was about to say sothing, she heard his cold voice, “Close your eyes! Sleep!”
…
It didn’t take long before she entered the dreamland, her breathing steady.
He hadn’t slept well these days, but for so reason, he also slept incredibly well this ti.
This slumber lasted until the next day.
It seed that when the two were asleep like this, they could avoid the smoke of quarrels a little.
Early the next morning, Cherish woke up in William’s arms, opening her eyes to see him staring intently at her without blinking.
She hesitated for a mont before quickly crawling out of his embrace, and the tenderness in William’s eyes vanished instantly.
Awkwardness once again engulfed the two.
“Get up and eat sothing.” William put on a cold expression, lifted the quilt, and left the room first, heading downstairs.
Dining room.
Mother Goodman served the exquisite food and respectfully stood by the dining table, waiting to serve. At either end of the oval table, the lady and the gentleman sat apart. If only these two were lovey-dovey, it would be so nice. But now, they were engaged in a cold war, and the situation didn’t seem optimistic.
The food on the table was specially prepared for Cherish, very nutritious. Cherish glanced at it, understanding the situation. Knowing that she couldn’t quarrel with William any longer, Cherish temporarily chose to obediently eat.
But no matter how good the food was, she still seed a little absent-minded.
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