NovelAppChapter 275 Seeing her discomfort, Domenic offered with a chuckle, “I'll go get sfor you.
Just wait here.
" "What?" Lindsey hesitated, unsure if she should ask for Domenic's help.
But when he offered, she felt a flush of warmth and shyly said, "Okay, thanks..." Domenic stepped closer and playfully tapped her nose.
"No need for thanks.
I'm your man now, remember? If there's anything you need, just tell me.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLindsey knew he was right, but she was still getting used to their new relationship dynamic.
She gave a slight nod in agreement.
Domenic then left the room with purposeful strides.
It was late, and most shops were closed.
He headed to a 24-hour convenience store and stood in front of the sanitary pad aisle, bewildered by the array of choices.
He had never bought such items before.
Which pack to choose...
Maybe he should get one of each brand? The store assistant approached Domenic, noticing his apparent dilemma She smiled and asked, "Is this your first tbuying sanitary pads for your girlfriend?" Domenic just nodded in response.
"Most men chere to buy condoms at this hour, but you're the first I've seen buying sanitary pads.
You are really one in a million!" The assistant remarked before picking up various sanitary pads from the shelf. "Letshow you these.
She then explained the advantages and disadvantages of each brand, along with the purpose of different sizes. Domenic Listened attentively and, following her advice, chose the most comfortable brand.
Concerned it might not be enough for Lindsey, he bought quite a few packs.
"Thank you.
"After paying the bill, Domenic thanked her and left.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe saleslady watched him go, impressed by his thoughtfulness.
She mused that his girlfriend was fortunate to have him.
She even wished she could introduce her own daughter to such a man, but she knew he was already taken. Alas, good men always belonged to others.
With a shake of her head and a tinge of envy, she continued her work.
Meanwhile, Domenic, with a bag of sanitary pads in hand, made his way back.
Out of the blue, a black sports car pulled up next to him, engine roaring.
Arturo, in the driver's seat, rolled down the window, looking at Om Domeniclin disbelief. "Domenic? What are you doing out here so late?"
Domenic, hand casually in his pocket, narrowed his eyes at Arture andm inquired. "Arturo, shouldn't you be busy with Yates Group's matters? Why are you still in Morcastle?"
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