Divorce Has Never Felt This Good
Chapter 245

Chapter 245

Chapter 245 Don't Endure It

It was midnight, and by now, there was practically no human or vehicle on the street.

The roads were silent and empty.

Only the 24-hour convenience store was still open.

Devin listened when Becky asked him to leave.

But Rory was different.He was still standing before the store.

Rory felt the need to calm himself with some nicotine.

He reached into his pockets, but his hands came out empty.

He glanced at the convenience store, contemplating whether to go over and get some cigarettes.

But he finally decided against it and turned around, heading straight for his car.

He started the engine, revved it for a while and then slowly drove out of the vicinity.

After getting back to her apartment, Becky put on the tampon and went back to bed.

After all, tomorrow was a working day and she had an early meeting to attend.

But unfortunately, the pain in her belly made sleep impossible.

Since the night she jumped into the swimming pool to save Babette and knelt for one night, she hadbeen suffering from dysmenorrhea.

The fact that she had been very busy of recent didn't help matters either.

The pain was practically killing her.

It was June and summer had already begun in Courtbush.

The air conditioner was on full blast, but Becky was lying in her back on the bed, sweating heavilydue to the immense pain.

Suddenly, she heard the sound of the doorbell ringing.

But she decided not to go open the door.

It was almost as if there was a blender in her lower abdomen.

The pain due to the squeezing and twisting was mind-numbing.

But the doorbell rang yet again.

Becky wondered who was disturbing her at this time of the night.

Couldn't the person just have the common sense to leave her alone? She slowly got out of bed andgot into her slippers before padding over to the door.

When Becky finally opened the door, she was surprised to see Devin standing there, staring at her.

"Devin, what are you doing here by this time? It's very late, you know."

The pain made her face pale and almost completely devoid of color.

She was desperate to send him off as quickly as possible, so she could go back and rest.

"What's wrong? Stomach ache?" he asked as he noticed her face drawn in pain.

But Becky didn't answer his question.

Instead, she asked, "Is there anything you want?"

Devin suddenly swept her off her feet.

Becky was shocked.

But the pain in her lower abdomen didn't allow her to stay stunned for long.

It got so bad that she could no longer endure it quietly.

She ground her teeth in an effort to keep from screaming, her hands also grabbing Devin's shirtinvoluntarily.

"Does it hurt very badly?"

With a frown, Devin took her to the sofa and laid her down.

Becky gripped the arm of the sofa and asked, "Can you please get me a glass of warm water?"

"Okay."

Devin left her and hurried over to the water dispenser.

He filled a glass with water and brought it back to her.

"Thank you," Becky said gratefully as she reached out to take the glass from him.

But Devin didn't let her.

Instead, he sat down beside her and put the glass to her lips.

Becky couldn't refuse the gesture.

Even if she wanted to, she just didn't have the strength to do it.

Opening her lips, she began to sip from the glass until she was satisfied.

Meanwhile, Devin was looking intently at her.

He had last seen her only over an hour ago, but now, she looked like a whole different person.

Her face was pale, her lips were dark and she looked drained.

Whatever was hurting her was Clearly very serious.

After putting down the glass, he turned to her and sighed.

"I can see that you're fighting hard to endure it.

Don't endure it if it's unbearable."

In response, Becky took a deep breath and leaned her head back on the arm of the sofa.

She really didn't know what to tell him.

Devin was still staring at her.

But suddenly, a new idea seemed to have entered his head.

"Wait for a moment."

He put the glass on the table and went to the kitchen with the bag he brought with him.