Desires Die Hard

Chapter 120

The maid headed over to the room to take care of Anya.

After the ginger soup on the bedside table had cooled a little, the maid carefully helped the unconscious Anya up in an attempt to give her medicine.

However, Anya was unconscious and she could not get Anya to open her mouth.

The maid cautiously fed Anya the ginger soup, but it was impossible to pry Anya’s teeth apart.

The maid did not know what to do. She certainly could not possibly force the ginger soup down Anya’s mouth.

If anything went wrong, Mr. Welton might get upset about it.

The maid contemplated carefully before seeking Mr. Welton’s advice.

After all, Mr. Welton was the one who brought the lady home, so he was the best person to ask!

The maid placed Anya on the bed before checking with Mr. Welton.

The maid went to the living room and saw Evan sitting with his back straight on the couch as he looked at his iPad. She walked over slowly and said, “Mr. Welton, Ms. MacMillan is unconscious, so she cant swallow. What should I do about the

medicine?”

Evan raised his head to look at the maid. “Can’t take her meds?”

“Since she is unconscious, she can’t open her mouth. It is impossible to give her medicine,” said the maid cautiously. She was worried her boss would find her incompetent and throw a temper.

for a few seconds and pondered before he said, “Got

finished his sentence, he put down his iPad before he got up

maid quickly followed behind him.

the maid asked, “Mr. Welton, what should

as he looked at the pale woman lying on the bed. After some time he helped Anya up and squeezed her chin to open

feeling shy and shocked from witnessing Evan forcibly

these days could be so daring, especially a domineering CEO like

shy to continue looking at him kiss Anya, so she quietly left the room

of his tongue while forcing the ginger soup and medication down

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Chapter 120

throat.

warm and tasted bitter from the medication.

unconscious, she could detect

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warm inside her mouth. There was also a faint hint of cigarettes in

so st

as she muttered, “No.

stop?” Evan felt addicted to feeding her medicine. “Huh? Why

vixen.”

were so

so tender that it felt like he was

lips tasted sweet like a little strawberry