Norman Bennett, expressionless, took the red sugar ginger tea from Lana's hand, and with a bang, the door closed.
The sound wasn't loud, but it startled Lana.
She expressed that she saw nothing and would definitely never mention the young master wearing a set of pink dinosaur pajamas.
"Red sugar ginger tea?" Looking at the steaming bowl placed on the bedside table by the man, she was a bit surprised.
It seemed she hadn't told anyone about her period, so it must have been Lana who noted it.
Drinking it would be perfect to warm her stomach.
Then, the man lifted the corner of the quilt, sat on the edge of the bed, and pulled her out from under the covers, placing a big soft pillow behind her back.
What's he doing?
Is he going to feed her?
She saw Norman Bennett pick up the red sugar ginger tea with a towel and scoop a spoonful with a spoon from the bowl.
