I Only Want You novel Chapter 129

James went to the study room and turned on the computer. There was still a lot of business waiting for him today. As for that matter, it was not something to be taken lightly. He must do it by himself and make sure it was fool proof.

But he didn't even read a single page of the documents from Samuel. His mind was in a mess, and he was still wondering if that little girl's belly still hurt.

Twenty minutes later, he hadn't finished reading the first page. Frustrated, he closed the file and threw it aside. After thinking for a while, he dragged the laptop beside him. He frowned and opened Google Search.

When he was about to type in something, his hand paused and then stopped. He wiped his face depressedly and murmured resignedly, "Elizabeth, did I owe you millions of dollars in my last life? It's really hard for me to take a move when you do that, okay?"

He lit himself a cigarette glumly. Thinking about what had happened tonight, he felt a little depressed. His good fame would probably only last until tonight.

He pushed the computer away irritably, and his mind immediately went back to her pale face that was sweating from the pain. He cursed in a low voice and dragged the computer back the next second. "I have done such a shameful thing as buying sanitary towels, so this is nothing at all. I'll be a good man to the end."

He wrinkled his thick eyebrows with a cigarette in his mouth, which looked a little hippie. His long fingers typed quickly on the keyboard. Then his question quickly showed up in the search bar - What could you do if you had menstrual cramps?

Looking at the comments on the Internet, his eyebrows furrowed even deeper.

1. Rub your belly with the warm hand. Remember not to rub too hard?

2. Keep your belly warm by putting a hot water bag on it?

3. Drink some hot Ginger syrup?

4. Take the painkillers?

Good heavens! Was it necessary to go to all these troubles?

If there's one thing that was the most convenient, it must be painkillers.

But... It was not so healthy for people to take the painkillers, right?

He thought irritably in his heart, and finally stood up gloomily. He put the cigarette butt into the ashtray, then opened the door and went straight downstairs.

For James, the most strange place in his house should be the kitchen.

When he used to live alone, he hardly ever went into the kitchen except to get a cup. Since Elizabeth came, he's been even less likely to go into the kitchen.

Now, he stood in the kitchen and opened the cabinet doors one after another. Looking at those bottles and jars arranged neatly, he only felt that all those things were destroying his self-esteem.

He's usually so majestic-looking, like he's got the whole world in his hands. But now he was as clueless as a dumbass. What on earth was going on?

If he had known this would happen, he should not have stopped hiring a housekeeper just to let Elizabeth live at home. As the old saying goes, "As you sow, so shall you reap."

Jesus! He had tried it, and now was slapped very hard by the reality.

But after being slapped, he still had to do it. What else could he do? After all, there was another saying, "As you make your bed, so shall you lie there." Wasn't it?

Alas! Only the heaven knew!

He irritably took out his mobile phone and searched for the picture of the things he needed—

"Well, so this is ginger... Tsk, how could brown sugar look like this? Shouldn't it be brown? Eww! It's so dark that it looks like a piece of sh*t!"