"Who told you to use cold water to wash clothes?!"
The voice, cold as ice, brushed past her ear, startling Cecilia Vaughn, who was busy washing clothes.
She turned her head and saw the tall, handsome figure instantly come into view.
Cecilia put down the clothes in her hand, her expression filled with surprise and joy.
"Adrian, you're back so early? I thought you'd really be home late."
Adrian Law had previously told her not to wait up for him, but Cecilia just couldn't fall asleep.
When her menstrual cramps eased a little, she remembered the striped suit she'd stained with her blood earlier.
After all, Adrian's suit was custom-made in Ithenia, very expensive, and it seemed a pity for it to be ruined just like that.
Cecilia felt much better physically, so she decided to get up, wrap a coat around herself, take a basin of warm water to the bathroom, and hand wash, hoping to remove the blood stains.
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