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 contemted carefully before seeking Mr. Welton’s advice.


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


    The maid ced 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. MacMin 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 ipetent and throw a temper.


    Evan went quiet for a few seconds and pondered before he said, “Got it.”


    The moment he finished his sentence, he put down his iPad before he got up and headed to the room.


    The maid quickly followed behind him.


    After checking on Anya, the maid asked, “Mr. Welton, what should we do?”


    Evan lowered his eyes as he looked at the pale woman lying on the bed. After some time he helped


    Anya up and squeezed her chin to open her mouth before drinking some ginger soup with the


    antipyretic medication and forcing it into her mouth right in front of the maid.


    The middle–aged maid could not help feeling shy and shocked from witnessing Evan forcibly giving


    Anya medicine.


    Youngsters these days could be so daring, especially a domineering CEO like Mr. Welton.


    The maid was too shy to continue looking at him kiss Anya, so she quietly left the room and closed the


    door behind her.


    Evan continued to pry open Anya’s mouth with the tip of his tongue while forcing the ginger soup and


    medication down her


    MMS


    throat.


    His tongue was slightly warm and tasted bitter from the medication.


    Even though Anya was unconscious, she could detect it.


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    She could sense something warm inside her mouth. There was also a faint hint of cigarettes in her


    mouth.


    t unwell, so st


    She felt unwell, so she instinctively moaned as she muttered, “No. stop… stop it…”


    “Why do you want me to stop?” Evan felt addicted to feeding her medicine. “Huh? Why do you want me


    to stop? You little


    vixen.”


    The woman’s lips were so soft.


    They were so tender that it felt like he was eating jelly.


    Her lips tasted sweet like a little strawberry cake.


    Evan could not get enough of her and kissing her made him lose all self–restraint and reason. Even


    after he was done giving her the medicine, he did not budge. Instead, his tongue remained intertwined


    with hers.


    It was impossible for him to stop.


    His kissing left Anya breathless.


    However, she was giddy and weak and incapable of opening her eyes.


    bullying her.


    She had no clue someone was bullying her.


    after forcibly kissing her without control, Evan finally realized what he was doing.


    Shortly a


    He suppressed his natural urges and instantly let her go before cing her on the bed gently.


    He got up, pulled the nket over her, and strode out the room.


    He must really be going mad.


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