I Refuse to Be Your Second Choice novel Chapter 103

A moment later, Alexander emerged from the kitchen holding a small ceramic bowl.

He walked over and placed it beside her.

“Drink this.”

Natalie looked down and saw it was the warm, sweet ginger drink he used to make for her.

Charlotte stared in astonishment for a moment before seeing the contents of the bowl and understanding that Natalie really was on her period. The drink was brewed perfectly, clearly not the work of a beginner.

She looked at Alexander with eyes full of approval. Very good.

“I misunderstood earlier. So you really did get your period. This is good for you, drink up. If you still don’t feel well, have Alexander take you to a doctor.”

Not wanting to intrude, Charlotte gave Susan a meaningful look.

Susan understood instantly and reminded Charlotte that it was time for her morning walk.

Within two minutes, the entire villa fell silent, leaving only the two of them.

The sudden quiet made Natalie feel a bit awkward. She could only lower her head and focus on drinking the brew.

Alexander sat beside her, watching as she finished it sip by sip.

“I’ve already made an appointment with a specialist to see how we can treat this,” he said suddenly.

Her painful periods were a chronic issue. She had seen doctors before, and the conclusion was always the same: it was a result of her body being run down, a condition notoriously difficult to remedy.

Natalie shook her head. “I’ve seen doctors before. There’s no miracle cure. It just needs careful, long-term management.” Whether it could ever be fully resolved was another question.

“When did you see a doctor?”

The question was instinctive, and the moment it left his lips, Alexander realized how pointless it was. There was a time when he knew every detail of her life, even making arrangements for her in advance. But then resentment had built up in his heart. He started coming home less and less, and he stopped paying such close attention to her.

She must have gone to the doctor alone during that time.

A heavy silence hung in the air.

“It doesn’t matter anymore,” Natalie said, standing up. “Don’t you have things to do today? You should go.”

As the last word left her lips, a wave of dizziness washed over her, and she gripped the table for support.

Claiming he had something to do was just an excuse Alexander had made up on the spot. He was about to invent another reason for not leaving when he saw Natalie swaying, barely able to stand.

He took out a thermometer and pointed it at her forehead. It read 101.3°F.

Natalie hadn't expected to have a fever. No wonder she still felt cold even after drinking the warm brew.

She started to burrow under the covers, but Alexander reached out and began to unzip her top.

“What are you doing?” she cried out, clutching the collar of her shirt in alarm.

Alexander couldn’t help but let out a frustrated laugh. “Wasn't falsely accusing me of being a pervert once enough for you?”

He saw her staring at him with her large, dark eyes and sighed deeply. “You have a fever. You can’t be bundled up like this. Take off your clothes before you get under the covers.”

Natalie instantly relaxed, feeling ashamed of her knee-jerk reaction. She averted her gaze. “I can do it myself.”

Alexander straightened up and walked over to call the family doctor.

“We have medication at home… Yes… Is that all? Okay.”

When he hung up and turned around, Natalie was already under the covers with her eyes closed, curled into a ball.