The Last Time I Cried Your Name novel Chapter 293

The fragments of what happened before she blacked out slowly pieced themselves together. Her lower belly throbbed with a nagging ache that wouldn’t let her rest.

She turned her head and noticed someone sitting on the hospital room sofa. He leaned back, eyes closed, and she couldn’t tell if he was napping or just lost in thought.

His lips were pressed into a tight line. With his head tilted back a little, his sharply cut jaw and smooth lines looked almost unreal, like something straight out of an artist’s sketchbook.

There was a time when she’d been completely captivated by that face.

The ache in her belly came and went in waves. She frowned, then suddenly felt warmth spreading down below.

On instinct, she rolled to the side, trying to sit up and get out of bed. The movement startled the man on the sofa.

Franco opened his eyes just in time to see her tossing the blanket aside. His gaze darkened as he got up and came over, catching hold of the blanket she’d pushed away.

“You’re that desperate to get away from me?” he asked, voice low.

Petty bit her lip. He had it all wrong. She was a woman—she knew exactly what the warmth meant. She just wanted to get up before the bed and her clothes ended up a mess.

He thought she couldn’t wait to leave him.

She didn’t bother explaining. Instead, she kept her head down, clutching the blanket in one hand while reaching for her shoes with the other.

Mostly, she was confused. Hadn't her period already ended a few days ago?

She thought it was over. Why was it back again?

Maybe she really needed to start looking after her health once this was all over.

Another wave of warmth made her freeze. This time, she was sure—something soft had been placed in her underwear.

Her mind raced. Who would do that?

Franco watched every little move she made, even the slight shifting of her hips. She looked uncomfortable, maybe hurting.

He pursed his lips. “Did I not put it on right?”

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