Bab 65: Shameless Tyrant

"Stop complaining; drink it when I tell you to!" Ethan impatiently pushed the glass into her hand. "Drink it all, don't leave a drop."

The warmth of the glass cup was in her palm. Had Ethan heated the apple juice? Didn't he know that heated apple juice would be sour, astringent, and unpalatable?

Lily stared at the large glass of apple juice in her hand and instantly felt her throat dry. What excuse could she reasonably use to refuse this glass of apple juice?

"Lily!" Seeing this, Ethan sat down in front of her bed discontentedly, picked up a spoon, scooped a thin mouthful of apple juice, and brought it to her lips. His dark eyes were gloomy and deep. "Don't force me to pour it down your throat!"

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Tyrant!