บท 1050: Chapter 390 Frosted Glass

"Water."

George Flack's mouth opened and closed agonizingly for what felt like an eternity before he finally managed to squeeze out the word.

Having been lying prostrate on the floor, Mallia Mamet sprang up upon hearing this and immediately began to pour water for George.

"Just wait for me a second, the water will be ready right away!"

In her haste to stand up, Mallia's leg collided with the coffee table, causing a pain so intense she thought she might die, but she endured it silently, terrified of startling George.

Soon, Mallia had prepared some lukewarm water.

As George drank the water voraciously, it felt as though the water had turned into sharp blades, cutting his throat painfully, yet his body instinctively kept drinking, unable to refuse for he was just too thirsty.

Seeing George gulp down the water, Mallia's heart ached with empathy, knowing he must have been desperately thirsty, so she quickly poured him another large cup.