"You..."
Draven was stunned for a moment.
He knew what it was. Several years ago, when Cierra's period came for the first time, she was so embarrassed that it was he who bought tampons for her.
Draven was in a trance, thinking of the past. He didn't know why they became like this.
But obviously, it was not the time to recall the past.
Cierra was so angry that her face turned red. She hurriedly lifted her skirt to cover it. She almost cried. "Get out of the way!"
Draven looked up at her reddened eyes and took two steps back. "Sorry."
Cierra was not in the mood to listen to his apology and did not even want to look at him. She clenched her handbag and went into the bathroom.
Bastard!
She cursed angrily in her heart.
If Draven hadn't suddenly gone crazy at the door of the women's bathroom, she wouldn't have ended up like this, and her skirt was ruined.