Although it was just a brief moment, he was exceptionally sensitive and detected it.
His gaze shifted, seemingly guessing something, and suddenly let go of her, turning over to get out of bed.
With a swoosh, he pulled open the drawer she had rummaged through for condoms and started searching through it.
The drawer, filled with small miscellaneous items, mostly contained daily necessities, and since she moved in, it had been her personal space.
Parting the clutter on top, his expression turned fierce as he pulled out a packet of white pills, the back clearly marked "Levonorgestrel tablets".
They were post-coital emergency contraceptive pills.
Apparently, some had been used; two compartments were empty.
Twice...
Heh, exactly the two times they had been intimate since their marriage?
So she had been taking contraceptive measures from the very beginning?
A coldness spread slowly in the depths of his eyes, and the pills he was holding began to deform as he pinched them tighter.
