Since it was so late, they didn't want to bother Helen. Mr. Bennett Thompson went into the kitchen himself and threw together a warm bowl of chicken noodle soup for Yvonne.
Yvonne wasn't a picky eater and finished the entire bowl.
“Full?” Bennett asked.
“Mmm,” Yvonne nodded. The next second, Bennett swept her up into his arms.
“I'm still hungry,” Bennett said, striding quickly towards the bedroom.
On his wedding night, Mr. Noah Thompson slept alone.
Bennett and Yvonne, on the other hand, spent a passionate night together, tangled in each other's arms until the early hours.
Probably from exhaustion, Yvonne fell asleep immediately afterward.
The next morning, she was woken by a sharp pain.
She rolled over, clutching her stomach and groaning.
Bennett, who had just woken up and was sitting on the edge of the bed getting dressed, saw her furrowed brow and asked, “What's wrong?”
“My stomach hurts.” Yvonne, still groggy from sleep, replied with her eyes half-closed, “I think my period is about to start.”
After hearing that, Bennett looked at her intently for a moment before saying, “Your period isn't due now. Isn't it already about two weeks late?”
Bennett kept better track of Yvonne's cycle than she did herself. However, he had been away at the military base recently, so he wasn't sure if her last period had come or not.
Hearing that, Yvonne was instantly wide awake. She realized her period really hadn't come this month; it was almost two weeks late.
She sat up in bed automatically, staring at Bennett in a daze.
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