CHAPTER 144

Cynthia carried a cup of water, thinking that if he couldn't sit up and drink, and couldn't find any straw to suck in for a while, how would she feed it to him?

"I'll get the spoon. Wait a moment." Cynthia told him and quickly went out. As it was only a floor away from home, she quickly took a spoon from his house and went downstairs.

The bodyguards did not approach the sickroom. Only Cynthia could do such detailed work.

Cynthia held the spoon in her hand, gently scooped a spoonful of water and put it next to his lips. Gabriel's lips were slightly agape, he was not easy to feed, the water flowed down the corner of his mouth, she immediately pulled out a paper and helped him wipe it clean.

"I'm going to buy a straw now." She bit her lips and said.

After she finished speaking, she got up and was about to leave when Gabriel gently grabbed her arm, narrowed his eyes, and ordered in a hoarse voice, "Feed me."

"I'm feeding you! But without a straw, you'll get the sheets wet. " Cynthia quick