Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

Over the years, Micaela has suffered greatly from menstrual cramps during her periods.

Once in the UK, she got out of bed in pain and was taken to the hospital by Dario.

I also took a lot of painkillers, but when I developed a tolerance to them, the painkillers were of little use and I had to rely on my own perseverance to get through them.

Every time I got my period, the pain was so bad that I would pass out.

Holding her in his arms, Nico carried her up to the master bedroom, laid her on the bed and pulled the soft sheets.

Micaela blushes and asks, “Are there tampons?”.

“I’ll go out and buy some, I don’t have any at home.”

In all these years, with Micaela gone, Nico had had no contact with women, let alone brought them home, and there could be no such thing in the villa.

Even if there was, it was left by Micaela at the time, but it had expired.

Micaela nodded as she curled up under the covers, too sore to move, her abdomen felt like a wire was pulling at it, so painful that she couldn’t stand upright and just curled up like a baby to feel a little better.

Nico reached out and touched her cold sweaty forehead, her eyes full of pain, “I’ll get you a cup of hot water.”

When we got downstairs, Nico looked up on his phone: What should I do if my wife has menstrual cramps?

There are many posting answers.

“Transfer 520 directly to your wife and it stops hurting immediately.”

Nico passed this item directly. At this point, even if he transferred 5, 2 million dollars to Micaela, he feared she would still be in pain.

What a bad idea, as unreliable as it can be.

“Drink more hot water.”

It’s no walk in the park.

“Ginger, red dates, cinnamon, eggs and brown sugar, boiled in hot water for ten minutes, tones the blood and warms the belly well, especially if done by the husband himself, it is sure to be more effective.”

Here’s a recipe to try.

Nico put a pot of water on to boil, took out ginger, red dates, cinnamon, eggs and brown sugar from the fridge, poured them into a pot and cooked for ten minutes, and out came a bowl of aromatic soup.

Nico is a dork in the kitchen and burned his fingers several times making this soup dish.

Even the pot almost broke.

Nico found another hot water bottle, rinsed it with hot water, squeezed it and brought it up with the bowl of soup.

Micaela was about to pass out from the pain and in the midst of her confusion, a hot water bottle wrapped in a soft towel was shoved into her abdomen.

She didn’t see the object and unconsciously asked, “What is it?”.

“A hot water bottle, it might be better if your tummy is warmer.”

Nico pulled her into his arms again, holding the bowl of soup and feeding her with a spoon. “It’s the first time I’ve made it, I don’t know if it will be appetizing, but it’s all sweet, so it shouldn’t be hard to eat.”

Micaela looked at him, her eyes slightly alight.

Nico thought it hurt too much and looked at her red eyes and frowned more, “Micaela, how nice it would be if it hurt for you.”

It was all her fault. If it hadn’t been for that blood-draining transfusion and the miscarriage, she wouldn’t have always had such agonizing abdominal pain.

Tears fell from Micaela’s eyes.

Nico became even more anxious and reached out to wipe away her tears as he said, “Tomorrow I will find a famous doctor to cure your menstrual pains. You and I have been at odds before, and I always wanted to take you to see a doctor to cure the root of your menstrual pains, but I was afraid of upsetting you and reminding you of those sad things from the past. If they can’t cure it, they are incompetent, and I will go around the world to find you a famous doctor to cure it.”

Micaela was crying again, tears streaming down her face.

Micaela rarely cries, let alone in front of Nico.

Nico, distressed and nervous beyond all recognition, wiped her tears with his fingertips and said, “If you are really in unbearable pain, bite me.”

Micaela burst into tears, “I don’t have the strength to bite you…”

“Micaela, don’t cry, if you keep crying, I’m going to cry too.”

Micaela laughed out loud from the pain and the urge to laugh.

But Nico wasn’t making fun of her, he was really and genuinely distressed by Micaela’s painful red eyes.

He was the cause of her illness; how could he not feel guilty.

Nico gave her the bowl of soup, which had two chunks of old brown sugar in it, and was so light and sweet it tasted good to the palate, and Micaela finished the bowl.

They ate red dates and cinnamon.

Micaela let out a laugh at the corner of her lips and said, “It’s delicious.”

Nico lowered his head against her forehead, kissed the bridge of her nose and said affectionately, “You sleep for a while, I’ll go out and buy tampons.”

Nico drove to the nearest store.

Buy all the brands on the tampon side of the shelf.

Nighttime, daytime, soft and mesh, there’s something for everyone.

Carrying a basket of tampons to the counter, the girl at the checkout saw such a handsome man carrying a basket of tampons and couldn’t help but blush at the forbidding feeling.

Nico carried a large bag of tampons back to Villa Moon Lake Road.

Micaela has fallen asleep in pain, her hair broken at the corners of her forehead, wet with cold sweat, sticking to her sideburns and forehead.

Nico gingerly placed the large tampon bag on the floor, walked over to her, tousled the hair stuck to her face and touched her forehead.

Normal temperature and no painful fever.

Because of her period, she was soiled, her pants were dirty and she had a cold sweat.

This makes it easy to get sick.

Nico lifted her out of bed and went into the bathroom, taking her into a warm bath.

Nico spent some time in the bathroom studying how to put in a tampon.

After the shower, he takes Micaela to the bed in the bedroom.

He changed a set of clean sheets and covers.

Lying on the bed, Nico hugged the person, kissed her, and asked softly, “Micaela, are you feeling better?”

Micaela nodded weakly, not much better, but not wanting to worry him any more or deepen his guilt, she said, “It will pass after a good night’s sleep.”

When she said that, Nico naturally knew he was still in pain.

“Tomorrow we’ll go to the doctor.”

Micaela smiled faintly and asked, “What if the cure is no good?”

“Put the gun to his head and I’ll see if it can be cured.”

Micaela laughed softly at his menacing, confused look and tapped him on the chin, “That’s medical malpractice for you.”

Nico took her hand, slightly cold, and tucked it into his warm waist to cover her, kissing her. “Anyway, they’ll have to do everything they can to cure her. It doesn’t matter if we have the baby or not, but I don’t want to see you in that much pain again.”

At the mention of children, Micaela looks at him and asks him, “Nico, do you like children?”.

“No, that Paulita from La Villa Rouco says she is dear and flowery, but when I look at him, I feel he is a collector and difficult to handle. Even if I like the child, it is only because he is the son you have borne, and I cannot treat him harshly, but you ask me to love him as much as I love you, to be as gentle and patient with him as I am with you, and I seem not to be able to do it.”

Micaela hugged her neck, closed her eyes, took a deep breath and said, “But everyone around you has children, Adam is the same age as you, Paulita is seven and Lucio is three. Nico, I’m not afraid you’ll regret it, I’m just afraid that not being able to have children will make you feel guilty about me for the rest of your life.”

Nico said, “You are not well enough to have children, and even if you could get pregnant, I don’t want you to risk it. I want you to be healthy and safe with me.”

Nasty boy.

Micaela laughed at him and said, “But why do I remember you wanting me to get pregnant, too?”

Nico raised an eyebrow and said truthfully, “It wasn’t because I liked kids, it was just because of insecurity, thinking that maybe if you got pregnant and gave me a baby, you would never leave me again. Once upon a time, it was just embarrassing, trying to hold you captive with a child. Now it’s not necessary, I know you love me and you’re not well, how can I let you suffer the pains of childbirth, not to mention it’s so dangerous, you’ve already died once, I don’t want you in any more danger, not even if I put you in that danger.”

Micaela curved her lips toward him and said, “It doesn’t seem to hurt as much now.”

Nico kissed the edge of her lips and took her whole slender body in his arms, tucking the blankets in tightly. “Go to sleep, freshen up and I’ll take you to the doctor in the morning, even if you can’t be completely cured, at least cut this menstrual pain in half.”

Micaela leaned on his arm, curving her lips.

This cold winter night is also warm to the core, as long as he is there, it is a place of peace.

He loved her, much, much more than she could ever imagine.

Nico stayed with her all night Christmas Eve, and when the hot water bottle was no longer warm, he went downstairs to make another hot water run and put it in her belly to warm her up.

This neighborhood is a villa area.

It is not a downtown area.

In the early morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, there were countless firecrackers.

Micaela did not sleep very well and woke up at 6 am.

Nico was not happy and said, “I’ll report these firecrackers later, what’s this about firecrackers first thing in the morning.”

Micaela saw him lose his temper and said with a smile, “Forget it, after all it’s the first day of the year, I’m not so uncomfortable anymore, even if they wake me up, but this nest is warm, we’ll stay under to recover, maybe we’ll go back to sleep in a while.”

“Then sleep some more.” Nico said softly as he hugged her.

Soon after, the sound of firecrackers was heard again.

Nico was annoyed, “I should have taken you on vacation to a vacation island if I had known.”

“You’re not taking me on a doctor’s appointment to a vacation island.”

Nico stood up and gathered her blankets around her, his face softening again as he turned to Micaela and asked, “Are you hungry?”

Micaela shook her head, not hungry.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

“I’ll have the cook from La familia Amengual come later, what would you like to eat?”

“On the first day of the year, La familia Amengual was probably expecting guests and the cook couldn’t get away.”

Nico said, “If you don’t mind if I cook, I can prepare it for you.”

Micaela arched her eyebrows and smiled, “I’m a little curious about Chef Kee’s dark cuisine.”

“Okay, if you dare to eat, I dare to eat.”