Chapter 917
"What's wrong?" Ryan leaned in, noticing Eloise's downcast expression. She looked like a child who had just been scolded, glancing at him with a long face, as if wanting to speak but remaining silent.
"Just tell me what's wrong. Are you feeling unwell?" Then, he wondered if she was on her period and looked between her legs.
Since there were no sanitary pads on the island, the women could only use the papyrus that Eloise made when they had their periods. However, the papyruses were rough, and it couldn't prevent the blood from leaking entirely. That was why their pants would have a little blood stain.
However, after taking a look, he realized there was no blood stain on her pants at all.
Eloise wanted to speak her mind, but she couldn't, and she was feeling extremely anxious. "Ryan, stop asking me about it. I'm fine!"
Ryan decided to stop asking and looked away. "Well, I'm glad to hear you're fine. Just let me know if something's bothering you. By the way, where are the others?"
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