16. Taking Care!

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                                                                        JANE POV

After attending the exhibition, we return home. The first thing I did, entering the room, was to remove those heels. Christian was behind me. He saw my expression, when I remove those heels, it was relief as well as pain. I limp a bit and went to bathroom to change into my night wear. While changing the clothes, I saw blood strains. My periods! I opened the door slight to see whether Christian is there or not. He's not here, I went to my side of wardrobe to take the paper bag.

Christian remove his suits while walking towards the closet. When he entered the closet, I saw and ran into bathroom so fast, it took him seconds to realize what just happen. He saw her and ran straight to the bathroom, dropping something on the floor. Christian picks up the paper bag, which Jane dropped. It has Sanitary napkins. Oh!

I was so embarrassed. I peek out from the door. Christian was standing there, with paper bag on his hand. He sees me peeking out of the door. He walks towards the bathroom. "Here." He says and handing me the bag.

"Thanks." I says slowly, take the bag from him and close the door. Christian changes his cloth into his night wear. He lies on the bed, looking through his phone. After sometime, i comes out of bathroom. Without saying anything, I lay down on the bed.

Late at night. He saw her, curling herself in to ball. Her hands on her stomach. He straightens up and sit. He sees her frowning in her sleep, due to pain. Slowly and hesitantly, move his hand towards her hand. He slowly tried to wake her up. He shake her hand slowly. She woke up immediately. Seeing him, near her. She was surprised. "You. What are you doing?" I sits straight.

"Nothing. Just looking at you." He says and move toward me, trying to close the gap between us.

"Looking at me. Are you pervert?" I say and move a little back, creating space between them.

"You look like you were in pain. So, I'm looking at you. Are you okay?" He says the last part with concern.

"I am fine. It's just cramps. It happens." I reply.

"Lie down" He says. I lie down on bed. Christian places his hand on my stomach. I was a little surprise by his action. "Don't worry. I'm not doing anything." He says and gently draws circle over my stomach. "It will help you." He says and continue to massage me.

"Thanks." I say.

"Relax." He massages me.

It feels so nice to be taken care of.

The next day. The Evans family gathered for breakfast. Everyone was eating breakfast peacefully. My stomach was still aching.

Stella looks at me, "Jane dear, are you fine? You look pale." she sounds worry. Christian and his dad, Brandon looks at her.

"Nothing, mom. I am totally fine." I excused, even if the cramps were so painful, I've to endure it, like I always do.

"Are you sure?" Stella asks me.

I nods her head and take a bite from my toast. Brandon completes his breakfast, "I am ready for office. Let's go. Son."

"Dad, you go, I will come in few minutes." Christian says to his dad. Brandon leaves.

"Mom. Jane is unwell, so, she is not going to work." He inform his mom.

"I am not unwell." I says, loudly.

"I know, you are. I am not gonna listen to anything. You are not going to work. That's final." Christian orders.

"But...."

"No, buts. It's final. You are going to take rest, today." He orders "Mom, make sure she rests." he says before leaving.

"Why? Why does he always take decision for my life?" I mumbled in anger.

"You listened him. Now tell me, what happen?" Mom asks softly.

"Nothing mom..." I was telling her, when Stella's phone notified her about the message. The message was from Christian.

'Mom. Jane is on period. Please take care of her. She had stomachache.' Message read.

"Did your periods came?" Stella asks.

"How did you..."

"Well, my son, informed me just now." Before completing the question, Stella answered her. She showed her phone to me, to read the message Christian has sent. I felt touched. After so many years, someone is genuinely concern for me. I felt warmth, I missed in my life. Unknowingly, a smile appeared on my lips. I complete my breakfast and went to my room, as per orders of my husband and mother-in-law.

I scrolled my phone, to kill the time. I opened the group chat of the staff. Everyone where talking about me.

'She is on leave, without informing the HR.'

'Now, that she married the boss. It should be pretty normal, right?'

'So what? she married the boss. She works here. She should follow rules like everyone.'

The whole group chat was filled with these messages. I closed the chat. It's normal. I tried to reassure myself. Just ignore them. A sudden pain rise on my back. I lied down on the bed. The first three days are really painful. The cramps are so awful.

I lie down for few minutes, when I felt better, I went downstairs. My mother-in-law, was in the living, reading files. She went towards her, "Mom, what are you doing?"

Stella look up from the file, seeing me, she smiled, "Working. These are the management files of the mall. I am reviewing them for your dad."

"You always help dad with work."

"I do. I always review files for him, read contract before him signing it, develop plans with him and so on. I try my best to help him in his work." Stella mom tells.

"Can I help you?"

"Why not. Here, you can review this file." She says and hand me a file. It was the new development plan for the new restaurant. I start to read the detail from the files. I wrote some changes with the pencil. After reviewing the files, we had lunch together. After having lunch and working a bit more. I went to my room, as my cramps becomes worse.

"Jane, here's hot water bag for you. Keep it on your stomach." Stella says and give me the hot water bag.

"Thank you." I say. I felt immensely touched by this small gesture. "Sorry to trouble you like this. I get very worse period cramps. It happens all the time."

"I understand. Come, lie on the bed." Stella says.

I lie down on bed. She places the hot water bag on my stomach. "You'll feel better." She says. "Rest well."

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