Billionaire’s Sweet Wife

Chapter 11

Seraphina was a little nervous. She put her hands on both sides of her b*dy and unconsciously

grasped the sheets under her b*dy.

Even if she hadn’t done it, she had seen or read about it on TV and in novels. Seraphina was nervous

and afraid of pain.

Dashiell noticed her nervousness and stopped suddenly to look at her closed eyes, saying, “If you’re

not ready, we can wait.”

Hearing this, Seraphina opened her eyes suddenly and saw sincerity and respect in Dashiell’s eyes.

This feeling of being cherished warmed Seraphina’s heart. She shook her head and loosened her grip.

Then she wrapped her arms around his neck and said, “I am ready! Go ahead…”

Before Seraphina could finish her words, she suddenly felt a flow of heat under her.

She was stunned.

Seeing the change in her face, Dashiell felt something and looked down.

“Don’t look…” Seraphina groaned.

The familiar feeling reminded Seraphina that she might have her period, but it couldn’t be so

coincidental!

It was too late.

Dashiell caught a glimpse of the blood on the sheet.

The blood looked more dazzling against the white sheet.

Curling up her legs, Seraphina grabbed the pillow aside and covered her face. She wanted to

disappear from the world immediately.

Seeing Seraphina’s look, Dashiell instantly realized what it was.

Dashiell hadn’t done it yet, so the blood wouldn’t be caused by him. Then it could only be one thing.

His burning desire was quenched in an instant.

Dashiell got up, wanting to sigh and laugh.

After a few seconds of silence, Dashiell finally bent down and picked Seraphina up

again.

“What… What are you doing?” Seraphina was suddenly picked up, panicked.

The pillow fell off her face, and Seraphina couldn’t hide herself. She looked like a frightened deer.

“Don’t worry. I don’t like to do it in blood,” said Dashiell.

After saying so calmly, Dashiell carried Seraphina into the bathroom and put her down.

He took down the shower, adjusted the water temperature, and handed it to Seraphina. “I’ll wait for you

outside,” he said.

Seraphina was stunned for a while before she came to her senses.

The water was at the right temperature, so it was comfortable to feel it. Dashiell was very thoughtful

and caring.

It was hard to imagine that Dashiell, who had been rumored to be a ruthless businessman, would be

such a nice man.

Seraphina took a shower in a complicated mood. Then she felt embarrassed again because she had

no tampon.

Seraphina had been so busy lately with First Love that she even forgot her period. Besides, it was

ahead of schedule. It must be because she had been too tired.

Seraphina wondered if the hotel would provide tampons. Maybe she could order a takeout.

But it was embarrassing that her phone was still out there.

While she was hesitating, the bathroom door was opened and Dashiell walked in again. He put a stack

of things and a large bag into the drying area.

“You may use them first,” Dashiell said before he went out.

Seraphina came forward and saw there were clean and brand-new pajamas and underwear.

Most importantly, there were tampons in that big bag!

The tampons were of different sizes and brands.

Those things would be enough for Seraphina to use for three months.

Seraphina was surprised and got dressed quickly. When she returned to the room,

although her checks were still red, she was no longer so embarrassed and nervous.

The bed sheets had been changed, and Dashiell was sitting on the chair beside the bed in his silk

pajamas, with a laptop on his lap and a glass of hot coffee at hand.

The aroma of coffee lingered in the room, but Seraphina wondered whether he didn’t want to sleep

when drinking coffee at this time.

“Come here,” Dashiell looked up at Seraphina and said.

Seraphina walked over obediently, but she saw Dashiell turn around and raise his chin to the table

beside her. “Drink it and sleep,” he said.

Looking at the steaming ginger tea, Seraphina was surprised that he could consider so much and

prepare so many things in such a short time.

Seraphina pursed her lips and picked the tea up obediently. Then she felt warm and comfortable. She

sat down against the bed, instantly feeling sleepy.

Dashiell looked at Seraphina and asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Aren’t you going to sleep?” Seraphina couldn’t help yawning and asked sleepily.

“I’ll sleep in a minute,” Dashiell said. “You go to sleep first.”

After adjusting the pillow and pulling up the quilt, Dashiell sat down again and adjusted the temperature

of the air conditioner before taking a sip of coffee.

Seraphina fought to keep her eyes open as she observed his every move. The soft yellow light bathed

Dashiell, casting a hazy and enigmatic aura around his profile.

She said to herself, ‘Dashiell is really good-looking. No matter from which perspective, he looks

perfectly handsome. Why have I never noticed it before?’

Seeing Dashiell drinking coffee, which seemed to be espresso, Seraphina couldn’t help asking, “Coffee

at night will… You can’t sleep.”

“What should I drink?” Putting down his glass, Dashiell asked casually.

However, Seraphina gave no response.

She was leaning against the bedhead with her eyes closed, and she was breathing evenly.

‘How fast she fell asleep!’ Dashiell thought.

Dashiell smiled and looked at Seraphina’s side face quietly. Suddenly, he didn’t want to read the

documents and emails.

Dashiell put the computer aside, turned the nightlight to the dimmest light, and got up to the other side

of the bed. Then he lifted the quilt and went into the bed.

Dashiell hugged Seraphina gently from behind. Maybe she was disturbed, so she murmured, turned

over, and hugged him directly.

Dashiell was a little surprised.

Dashiell raised his eyebrow, adjusted her sleeping position, and held her in his arms.

Seraphina moved her head, found a comfortable position in his arms, and stopped moving.

With such a beautiful woman in his arms, Dashiell couldn’t do anything to her. It was his wedding night!

The next day, Seraphina woke up refreshed without any discomfort during her menstrual period.

Seraphina felt like she hadn’t slept so well for a long time. She wanted to stretch herself but found that

a man was lying beside her.

To be exact, Seraphina’s head was still resting on Dashiell’s arm.

Seraphina hurriedly sat up, scratched her hair, and remembered what happened last night.

Yesterday, she got married!

“Awake?” Dashiell asked.

Hearing the deep, mellow voice beside her, Seraphina nodded and said, “G-Good

morning.”

“Are you hungry?” Dashiell asked again.

“I’m good.”

Seraphina had been living alone, and she had never slept with someone else together. She was not

used to such a situation. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“But I’m hungry,” said Dashiell.

He sat up next to Seraphina, his eyes wild and enthusiastic.

Seraphina was startled. What did he mean?

“So…” Dashiell approached Seraphina’s earlobe and whispered, “Go get the breakfast

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bell. It’s right next to the walkie-talkie.”

“Oh! Okay!” Almost immediately, Seraphina jumped out of bed and ran over.

Looking at Seraphina’s active back, Dashiell smiled and frowned again-his arm was numb.