CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY

“When do you want the delivery, ma’am?”

“Now, I want it now, if you please.”

“Alright, just say out your address, and it will be delivered to you within a few minutes,” she said, and I gave her the house address before I ended the call, just like magic Clinton appeared.

“Who were you talking to?” he suspiciously asked, and I shook my head.

“No one, hehe, did you get it?”

“Yes, do you need anything else?” He asked, and I looked down. He had, like, ten packets of pads in his hands.

“Why did you bring all this?” I laughed.

“I didn't know which one you preferred, and you have like ten different brands, I didn't want you to send me away again,” he said, walking toward me.

"Okay, it's fine, j–just take them to the guest bathroom, I will be there,” I nervously said. I wanted him to be far away so I could go and receive the delivery.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, I'm very sure, please.” I made a pitiful look, and he looked at me suspiciously before he spoke.

“Can I get a kiss for being such a wonder