Joseph felt as though someone had poured scalding oil over him. His fists clenched, but he forced down the rising tide of anger. Without a word, he spun on his heel and left the room.
Fifteen minutes later
He bought the ingredients and came back. Elianna, now in fresh clothes, had also arranged for the sofa to be cleaned. Spotting the ingredients in his hand, she slapped her forehead dramatically. "Did you buy some hot packs?"
Joseph's chest rose and fell slightly, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth. "You only asked for ginger tea. You didn't say anything about hot packs."
Elianna: "I thought you would have made the connection. Don't women with menstrual cramps always use heat pack?"
Memories of how attentively he had cared for Livia during her bouts of di
