After picking up my medicine, I left the hospital.

On the way back, I looked at the scenery flashing by outside the car window.

From time to time, I couldn't help but wonder: Did Pei Xia really love me?

If he loved me, how could he be so intimate with Shi Qi in public and allow her to cross the line like that?

But if he didn't love me, why would he hold me and say, "Wanwan, if the sky falls, I'll be here for you. I'll give you a home" when I was sad?

I couldn't figure it out.

But he had indeed chosen me firmly again and again.

Pei Xia's mother didn't like me, and she even found a new girlfriend for him.

He had severed ties with his family just to marry me.

At that time, I cried and asked him why he was so stupid.

He just looked deeply into my eyes and replied, "Wanwan, I promised to marry you. I must keep my word."

I was extremely moved. Even though Pei Xia had no money at that time, I still chose to marry him.

Pulling myself out of the past memories, I took out my phone and sent a message to Pei Xia, asking him to come home for dinner.

We needed to talk properly. I wanted to hear his explanation.

It didn't take long for me to receive a reply, though it was just a short "Okay."

When Pei Xia was on a business trip, we basically kept in touch through our phones.

During the days he wasn't at home, he always replied to my messages instantly to give me a sense of security.

The driver parked the car by the road, and I almost forgot to pay the fare when I got off.

After getting out of the elevator, I felt a familiar sinking feeling in my lower abdomen.

I held my stomach and checked the date—it was the first day of my period.

My stomachache had become a chronic problem, and I could only rely on medicine to relieve it.

After changing into my pajamas, I picked up the water on the table, habitually took two painkillers, and swallowed them with my head tilted back.

But the pain was still very intense.

For some reason, the painkillers didn't work this time.

Cold sweat broke out on my forehead, and I curled up on the sofa in pain.

My hair was gradually soaked with sweat.

I cried out in agony as if my lower abdomen was being fiercely twisted.

Even though I had suffered from this pain for four or five years, I still hadn't gotten used to it.

I didn't know if I fell asleep or fainted from the pain.

All I knew was that when Pei Xia came back, the sky outside was already dark.

He gently carried me to the bed, but I was still woken up by him.

Pei Xia saw the painkillers on the table, gently rubbed my head, and asked, "Is your stomach hurting again?"

I replied faintly, "Hmm."

At that moment, all I could think about was the image of him standing with Shi Qi.

Pei Xia's phone had been ringing non-stop since he entered the room.

He took out his phone and replied to the messages in front of me.

After putting down the phone, he leaned down to kiss me.

I turned my head to the side, feeling extremely wronged.

My eyes turned red instantly, and tears welled up at the corners of my eyes.

Then I turned back to stare at him, my fiery gaze slowly sweeping across his face.

I wanted to find a trace of guilt on his face.

But his expression was as usual—nothing.

Pei Xia's movement of leaning down paused, but in the end, his kiss still landed on my face.

He looked at my unusual behavior and asked in confusion, "Wanwan, what's wrong?"

I opened my mouth, and tears involuntarily rolled down my cheeks.

The pain in my abdomen came and went. I cried out, "Pei Xia, it hurts so much."

Tears fell as I spoke, drop by drop onto Pei Xia's hand.

When Pei Xia saw the big tears rolling down my face, he panicked.

He reached out to wipe my tears: "Wanwan, don't cry. Where's your medicine? I'll get it for you."

He carefully placed his hand on my stomach, and the pain finally eased a lot.

At that moment, a wave of bitterness surged in my heart.

Pei Xia had always known about my dysmenorrhea.

But after all these years, I realized that he had never accompanied me to the hospital.

He didn't even know where I kept my medicine.