Grace Gordon certainly didn't want the traffic police to come over, catching the Secretary of State parking irregularly...especially when she was still in the car. If such news got out, she would be exposed thoroughly.
"Let's go to the hospital..."
Seeing that Grace Gordon's condition was indeed not right, Stanhope Brown started the car and prepared to head to the hospital.
Grace Gordon grasped the hand Stanhope Brown had on the steering wheel, saying, "I'm really alright, I just...just... it's that time of the month."
Stanhope Brown's thin lips slightly parted as he gripped Grace's hand tighter, "What's there to be embarrassed about?"
That said, Stanhope Brown drove towards his villa.
On the way, Stanhope Brown stopped outside a convenience store, put on his sunglasses... ready to buy sanitary napkins and new underwear for Grace Gordon.
But Grace grabbed Stanhope Brown's hand, "I'll go myself! What if someone recognizes you?"