She was slightly taken aback, and the next second, her face turned red.
In her mind, the picture of him using his cup to pour her water in the Office Room inexplicably flashed by.
At that time, he even drank from the same cup as her...
"Not thirsty, why not drink?" Charles White seemed oblivious to what she was thinking, walked up, and ruffled her little head with his hand.
"You're not fully recovered yet, drink more warm water."
"..." Zoe Yale met his indulgent eyes, and her already tense feelings became even more strained, biting her lips, not knowing how to react for quite some time.
When she snapped back to reality, Charles White had already pulled back his hand, set down the Cup, and started to walk towards the Bathroom.
He was a Clean freak; the first thing he did when he came home was to take a shower.
Zoe Yale watched him enter the Bathroom, gripping the water cup tightly, and sat down on the sofa.
She raised her head and knocked on her own Head.
So dumb...
