Originally, she didn’t want anything from a jerk, but Sophia Hamilton was curious and opened the plastic bag.

Inside, there was a bag full of a certain brand’s sanitary pads—teen style, day use, night use, and panty liners... An indescribable feeling grew inside her, her heart was racing a bit, and she felt a bit shy. Sophia closed the plastic bag and said angrily, "You’re a pervert!"

A grown man actually... bought a big bag of women’s products!

Evander Lancaster started the car again and nonchalantly said, "What’s so perverted about buying stuff for your own woman."

"Who is your woman!" Sophia replied unhappily immediately, and Evander shook his head helplessly without rebutting her.

By the time they got back to the apartment, it was already noon. As they entered the house, Evander gritted his teeth and kept rubbing his legs, "So cold," taking off his leather shoes, he turned to Sophia beside him and said, "Aren’t you cold, go lie in bed first to warm up."

Sophia glanced at him, didn’t reply, carried the bag of sanitary pads, and walked into the guest room where she had stayed last night wearing a pair of men’s slippers.

Evander shook his head helplessly, changed into slippers, walked into the living room, unzipped his down jacket, took it off, and hung it on the rack, followed by his casual pants...

In the guest room, Sophia changed into her warm pants and knit sweater, carried Evander’s down jacket, and came out, immediately covering her eyes with an exclamation, "You pervert! Why aren’t you wearing clothes!"

Evander lowered his eyes, glanced at his body, and said indifferently, "What’s the fuss, didn’t you already see it in the morning."

Finished speaking, wearing only a pair of boxer shorts, he walked towards his bedroom.

Sophia...

Held the down jacket, turned to look at Evander’s back, and the heart under her knit sweater fluttered intensely.

Actually... this jerk’s body is quite good, with well-proportioned chocolate abs, not exaggerated or weak, and... the faint mermaid lines are quite sexy too. His physique isn’t inferior to male models on the runway, and his looks are the type girls like, but... his behavior is awful, terrible review!

Thinking about past events, Sophia angrily withdrew her gaze, threw the down jacket and bathrobe onto the sofa in a huff.

A few minutes later, Evander came out of the bedroom wearing a light gray loungewear. Seeing Sophia standing in the living room, looking like she wanted to say something, he asked in confusion, "What’s up?"

"Um..." Sophia hesitated, pointed at the down jacket and bathrobe on the sofa, "Your bathrobe... and down jacket... I made them dirty."

Evander was stunned for a moment before reacting, and said indifferently, "It’s okay, just send them to the dry cleaner tomorrow."

After speaking, he headed towards the kitchen, and Sophia took a step forward to stop him.

"Hey, wait a minute!"

"Hm?" Evander turned back in confusion, Sophia twisted her fingers hesitantly and said, "Do you have a washing machine? I should wash it instead." Having the robe and down jacket stained with menstrual blood felt awkward for someone else to clean.

Evander was about to say no need, sending it to the dry cleaner wouldn’t cost much, but then he thought, since she wanted to wash it for him, why not. He raised an eyebrow and smiled, "The down jacket you’re wearing is down-filled, can’t be machine washed."

"Then... do you have a washbasin at home, I’ll hand wash it for you,"

Evander didn’t have one at home. Normally, regular clothes were handled by the hourly helper, and those that couldn’t be machine washed were sent to the dry cleaner. Not wanting to miss the chance for Sophia to do something for him, he thought for a moment and said, "No washbasin, but you can use the bathtub."