He hopped out of the car, striding towards the convenience store without a second thought. Cornelia watched his retreating figure, a surge of warmth flooding her heart.
Just as Abigail had said, she must've been a saint in her past life to have met Marcus and become his wife in this one. She really owed her past self a big one. If her past self hadn't racked up some good karma, there was no way she would've ever crossed paths with Marcus.
Within no time, Cornelia spotted Marcus emerging from the store, lugging a massive bag.
What on earth did he buy so much of? What did he get?
Marcus approached, opening the bag for her to see, "I didn't realize there were so many brands and types of sanitary pads. I wasn't sure which you'd need, so I just bought a pack of each type and brand they had."
Cornelia plucked out her usual brand from the bag, "These are fine. You can return the rest. It's too much for me to use, and we shouldn't waste."
She figured Marcus would find returning them a hassle and suggest throwing them away instead. But he didn't, obediently taking the bag back to the store for a refund.
While he was at it, Cornelia snuck off to a nearby public restroom.
After a quick freshening up, her stomach felt a lot better. Back at the car, Marcus had returned too. He rubbed her lower abdomen, "Does it still hurt?"
Cornelia shook her head, "Much better."
Marcus said, "Then buckle up, we should head home."
Cornelia replied, "Sure."
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