Chapter 321: Mood swings

Vlad had only begun bathing when a loud knock came from the door.

"Vlad, come out," Seraphina’s strained voice came from outside. "I need to use the bathroom."

Vlad turned off the shower, warm water dripping from his drenched hair.

"I will be done in ten minutes..."

"Come out right now!" Seraphina’s voice came sharp and final.

Vlad pulled a towel from the hook, covering his lower body with it as he unlocked the door.

The moment the door opened slightly, Seraphina rushed inside and pushed Vlad out, not sparing even a single glance at his half-naked body.

Vlad clearly noticed the frown on her face as she went inside. He knocked on the door and asked, "Sera, are you alright?"

For a moment, only silence answered him.

"I-it’s a girl problem," Seraphina’s low voice came from the bathroom. After a brief pause, she revealed, "I don’t have any pads on me."

She clenched her fists, sitting on the commode. Busy with exams and practicals, she had completely forgotten to keep track of her cycle. Now she had utterly embarrassed herself in her boyfriend’s room. Just as that thought crossed her mind, Vlad’s soft voice came from outside. "Wait for five minutes."

Vlad quickly pulled on a t-shirt and sweatpants and jumped out of the dormitory through the window. The moment his feet landed on the ground, crimson lightning rippled around his legs and he shot forward with a sonic boom, leaving a crimson trail behind him.

In less than thirty seconds, he reached the convenience store.

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"Hey, look, isn’t that Crownbearer? He is really smoking hot," a brown-haired girl whispered, tugging the sleeve of the girl beside her.

"Look at that broad back and that long hair," the other girl, who had short blonde hair, commented. "He looks like a knight straight out of the comics."

The two were peeking at Vlad from the corner of a shelf while he stood at the counter, checking out.

Since Vlad had put on his clothes without drying off, the t-shirt clung to his back, revealing the lines of his flawless muscles. The two girls couldn’t keep their eyes off that enchanting body.

"That’s it," the blondie declared, swallowing hard. "I shall grant this commoner the honor of having my number."

She had only taken a step forward when the brown-haired girl grabbed her wrist. "You are too late for that."

"What do you mean?"

"Look at the things he is buying."

The blondie’s eyes shifted to the counter, where the shopkeeper was placing sanitary pads and a few other things inside a carry bag.

The blondie released a sigh of defeat. "Obviously. How could such a hot man be single? I wonder who that lucky girl might be."

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It had only been four minutes since Vlad left when Seraphina sensed his sudden return to the room.

Vlad knocked on the door. "I forgot to ask your size, so I brought the same one Chloe uses."

On one hand, Seraphina felt relieved that he was behaving so maturely, but on the other, she felt really annoyed. Was it really necessary to bring Chloe into this, as if he were boasting about how close he was to her?

The door opened slightly, and a hand snatched the packet from Vlad’s hand like a cat.

Ten minutes later, Seraphina came out in slow steps, one hand tightly holding her stomach and a crease formed on her forehead, as if she might cry at any moment.

She had only taken a couple of steps when her feet suddenly left the floor, her body lifted in a princess carry.

Her eyes fell on Vlad, who looked at her with a warm smile. "You shouldn’t walk barefoot on the cold floor."

Seraphina merely blinked, as if agreeing to his annoying nagging. Once he lowered her onto the bed, he placed something warm on her stomach.

Seraphina found a white bunny-shaped hot pack resting on her aching stomach.

"Eat the sandwiches before they get cold," Vlad said, moving to the table, where he began unpacking the food.

"I don’t want to," Seraphina muttered, turning to the other side.

"Eh? But you were the one who ordered them."

"I already said I don’t want to!" Seraphina snapped, her sharp voice echoing through the room. "Throw them out!"

At that moment, Seraphina was prepared to run away from the room if Vlad uttered another single word. Surprisingly, a deep silence followed as a blanket spread over her body up to her neck.

She tightly hugged the hot pack on her stomach, her knees bending in pain. Over an hour passed as she kept shifting positions, releasing low, frustrated groans until she eventually fell asleep.

A few hours later, as Seraphina slowly opened her eyes, she found Vlad sitting on the chair at her bedside, busy with his phone.

"How are you feeling now?" Vlad asked, noticing her pink eyes looking at him.

"I’m hungry," Seraphina’s ruffled voice came from beneath the blanket, only her eyes showing.

"What do you want to eat?"

"Sandwiches," Seraphina replied, her tone low.

"Give me a minute," Vlad said, putting the phone back in his pocket and moving to the study table.

He placed the aluminium packet of sandwiches on a mana heating pad on his study table. Once they were warm enough, he set the two packets, each carrying three sandwiches, on the bed beside Seraphina.

She slowly rose to a sitting position, silently pulled out a sandwich, and took a small bite.

"Have you not eaten?" she asked, taking a little peek at Vlad before lowering her eyes again.

"Oh, I was so busy on the phone that I completely forgot about it," Vlad chuckled, rubbing the back of his head.

Seraphina extended her hand, offering him the sandwich she had taken a bite from, keeping her head lowered.

"Thank you, Sera," Vlad said in a soft voice, taking the sandwich from her hand.

She picked another one from the box, and when she took a bite, low sniffles filled the room.

"Hik...hik..." Tears surged from her eyes, trickling down her cheeks.

"S-Sera?" Vlad called, visibly worried. "Does it still hurt?"

She shook her head. "I-I’m sorry...hic...for shouting at you."

She looked at Vlad with teary, trembling eyes and asked, "You don’t hate me, right?"