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    Tasha recounted the events of the past few days to William without leaving anything out.


    “I’m taking good care of her, but… with period cramps, there’s only so much I can do.”


    She hadn’t even finished the sentence when Ste’s faint voice called from the stairs.


    “Tasha… can you check if we have any painkillers?”


    She was doubled over slightly, clutching her stomach as she came down slowly. Her face looked like all the color had drained from it.


    She had heard that when the pain became unbearable, painkillers could effectively relieve menstrual cramps. Unsure if it was true, she decided to give it a try.


    Tasha froze for a second, then quickly snapped into action. “Yes, we do! Just sit down, I’ll get them right away!”


    Still holding the phone, she hurried off to the medicine cab.


    William had heard everything from the other end of the line. She needed painkillers?


    His brow furrowed as he hung up. Without missing a beat, he dialed Jewell.


    “What’s the best way to relieve period cramps?” he asked.


    Jewell, already half-asleep, answered groggily, “Who’s having cramps?”


    The moment the words left his mouth, he caught himself. “Wait—Ste, right?” He sighed. “Honestly, there’s no real cure for that. Aside from painkillers, nothing else really works.”


    All those herbal tricks were mostly useless. Some could even exacerbate the bleeding.


    William didn’t respond right away. Then he asked, voice low and serious, “Are painkillers harmful to the body?”


    “As long as she’s not taking them like candy every day, no,” Jewell replied. “They’re pretty safe in moderation.”


    He paused, then added with a hint of mischief, “What’s this really about? You worried the painkillers won’t kill her… or are you actually concerned about her?”


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    William’s expression turned stormy. “You’ve been spending too much time with Steven.”


    At this point, Jewell was sounding more like Steven—what a pain.


    Ste took the pills and dragged herself back to bed. She was too exhausted to even think about the oue of Marc’s negotiations. Sleep imed her almost instantly.


    Tasha was downstairs cooking when she heard movement upstairs. She brought the food up and gently woke Ste, coaxing her to eat a little. But after just two small bites, Ste doubled over and vomited.


    Tasha stood there, stunned. She’d had her fair share of menstrual cramps over the years, but she’d never seen anyone suffer like this.


    “Ms. Russell, should I call Dr. Vance toe take a look? If you can’t keep any food down, it’s going to wear you outpletely.”


    Cramps weren’t exactly a medical emergency, but the pain could be brutal.


    Ste staggered to the bathroom and leaned over the sink, her whole body trembling as she nearly retched up bile.


    She couldn’t even answer. Her strength was gone. She slumped against Tasha, chest heaving, every wave of pain grinding deeper into her abdomen.


    Why weren’t the painkillers helping?


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