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The hit was not too forceful, but enough to make a point.

Sheena stared at his profile, arching an eyebrow, and lightly chuckling.

“Who’s really tormenting whom here? You promised five hundred and twenty push–ups as a gift, Eli. Are you going back on your word?”

With another smack, she urged, “Come on, keep going. You promised.”

Despite his trembling arms, Elliot gritted his teeth and repositioned himself into a standard push–up

stance.

Once again, Sheena’s voice came from behind him.

“Three hundred and fifty–seven. Keep it up.”

Elliot instantly understood.

She had indeed kept count, and she was just messing with him.

What a mischievous woman.

He shook his head in resignation.

What else could he do?

He had to give in to Sheena, whom he had worked so hard to win back.

“Three hundred and fifty–eight,” he counted, his husky voice echoing from the bedroom in the early

morning.

As Freida passed by, she occasionally glanced suspiciously at the closed door, lingering a little longer

than usual.

Nonetheless, she knew better than to pry into her employers‘ private matters.

In the bedroom, Elliot finally reached his goal, breathing a sigh of relief as he collapsed onto the floor.

He never wanted to do another push–up again in his life.

As Sheena got up from him, she noticed a darker spot on his black pajama pants.

She chuckled and teased, “Eli, you sweated so much, even your butt is drenched.”

Elliot touched the wet spot on his pants, only to find his fingers stained red.

He turned back, noticing Sheena’s pale complexion.

Nana, this is… your blood…”

Sheena’s smile faded as she stared at his fingers, rubbing her abdomen as if realizing something.

She finally figured out why her waist felt unusually sore as if it might break off.

She was on her period.

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She chuckled awkwardly, saying, “I’m sorry for dirtying your pants, Eli. But looks like we won’t be having sex for another week or so. Just accept it.”

Elliot propped himself up and stood up without any hint of complaint. Instead, he carried her to the bathroom, dragging his tired body from the workout, and helped her and himself shower, changing into clean robes.

Five minutes later, Sheena’s belly began to react, feeling faintly painful.

She did not know when her period came or if the intense workout earlier affected it.

The menstrual cramps gradually took over her nerves, and Elliot settled her into bed, tucking her in.

Drowsiness and pain quickly overwhelmed Sheena. She curled up, frowning as she shut her eyes tightly.

Elliot personally brewed a glass of ginger tea with brown sugar and fed her spoonful by spoonful.

However, the tea did little to ease Sheena’s cramp.

Elliot sat by the bed, feeling anxious and wishing he could bear the pain for her.

“Nana, how about taking a painkiller?”

Sheena, in a daze, heard him and shook her head decisively.

“I’m breastfeeding, and the babies need me. I can’t just take medication casually. It’ll affect them.”

“But you’re in so much pain…”

Sheena weakly said, “It’s okay… I’ll endure it… I just need to sleep it off…

Elliot sighed, unable to bear seeing her suffer like this. Nonetheless, since she insisted on not taking painkillers, he had no choice..

He searched online for ways to care for a wife with menstrual cramps and promptly fetched a hot water bag for Sheena. While gently warming her stomach, his fingertips were not idle, massaging her gently.

Even though his hands were getting tired, Elliot did not stop.