Pregnant and Favored: See You in the Morning, Young Master novel Chapter 387

That’s right!

“Do you think this wall of snow is stable? Why don’t we dig some foot pedals into it like those on the mountain in the children’s playground? We can dig one and then step up on it to dig another so that we can climb all the way up.”

It was not that Zivon had not thought about this idea but...

“It might cause the wall to collapse, and it will be more dangerous if we get buried underneath.”

Xavia thought for a while before asking, “…Is there any other way for us to go up then?”

Zivon said calmly, “We did not bring any tools with us and our options are pretty limited. Actually, you could step on my shoulders and use the method you mentioned just now. You can try digging, but stop immediately if you feel the wall crumbling.”

That was the only way.

“Okay.” Xavia nodded. After that, she grabbed her cell phone and quickly climbed onto Zivon’s shoulders. Cautiously, she used her cell phone to tap the wall.

Whoosh! A pile of snow fell as soon as she hit the wall.

Zivon retreated immediately, putting Xavia back down on the ground. “No. This method is not feasible.”

Xavia's small glimmer of hope instantly disappeared.

Just as she was about to say something, she felt a sudden pain in her abdomen. After that, a familiar warmth pooled between her legs.

Damn it, her period just had to come today!

Was there anything more unlucky and painful than this?!

…Besides that night four years ago, of course.

“What’s wrong?” Zivon knitted his brows and asked when he noticed how tense her body was.

Xavia clutched her stomach and sat down next to Maison. “It’s nothing. I will sit here and accompany Maison; you should try to think of a solution.”

She did not want him to know that she was having her period now and that she did not bring a sanitary napkin with her—it would be messy! She also did not want him to know that her period would always leave her in extreme pain and misery, which would surely only be an added burden to him.

Xavia's cheeks flushed a deep red.

Nothing could be more awkward than this.

She quickly moved away from him, sat down, and did not say anything else.

Zivon also turned around and continued observing the rest of the place.

The atmosphere was visibly strained. After all, it was practically unheard of for a woman to speak of such a private matter to a married man.

Zivon did not look at Xavia again, deep in thought about a solution to get out of the place.

Time flowed by quietly. After a while, Zivon’s eyes brightened slightly—he seemed to have thought of something.

“Xavia…” When he turned around, he was stunned to find her curled up next to Maison. Her small face was pale and her forehead was covered in sweat. Even her lips were pursed tightly.

“...Do you have dysmenorrhea?”