Chapter 269


    I can’t believe she’s still trying to get her hands on my water even when she has acquired Lyle’s water


    and hidden a bottle away!


    Immediately after I returned with the mirror, I told Christopher the things awaiting us. He handed the


    bottle of water to me and instructed, “Why don’t you finish this?”


    “It’s fine! I’m not thirsty at all!” I tried to stop him, but he repeated himself with a stern look, “Just listen


    to me for once!”


    As I couldn’t think of anything to turn him down, I reached for the bottle and pretended as if I had been


    drinking. I ended up feeling thirstier when I had a taste of the water on my lips.


    Immediately after Christopher had a mouthful of water, he held me in his arms and forced his tongue


    into my mouth with all his might. Initially, I thought he wanted to kiss me, but it turned out he wanted to


    keep me hydrated.


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    I thought of pushing him away, but I was afraid of hurting him. When I tried closing my mouth, I felt


    water running down my chin. It was then I opened my mouth and kept the water in my mouth instead of


    swallowing it.


    Christopher started tickling me when he noticed me refusing to swallow the water. Unable to resist the


    sensation, I ended up swallowing the mouthful of water before I burst out groaning.


    He finally moved away from me and praised me with a bright grin, “You should’ve just listened to me.”


    I red at him in the eyes as I was against the idea of wasting the water I had kept for him.


    A few secondster, a man approached us with his pouch of water. I could vividly recall him as one of


    the first few to set foot on the ind. Staring at him in the eyes, I secretly reached for a stone as a


    safety precaution.


    He marched over with his eyes glued to my torn shirt. His eyes narrowed to a slit. “Although you’re


    merely above average, I guess you’re not half bad aspared to the fierce-looking ones over there.”


    Seconds after he finished spitting out his remarks, he showed us his water and asked as if he was up


    to no good, “Aren’t you thirsty?”


    I secretly gulped and answered in a callous tone, “No!” Truth be told, I felt a strong urge to snatch it


    away from him, but I was aware I wasn’t a match for him.


    “Are you sure you’re not going to change your mind when the man next to you is about to die? Why


    don’t you join me? As long as you please me, I’ll promise you a mouthful of water on a daily basis!” He


    leaned over with a vicious smirk. When he was about to reach me, Christopher stopped him with all his


    might.


    He ended up breaking the pervert’s arm. As a result, the other man ended up shrieking in pain.


    Christopher warned the man, who was trying to shrug him off, “Get out of our sights at once!”


    As soon as the man fled the scene, I retrieved the water he dropped and handed it over to Christopher.


    “Hurry up and finish this before he makes his way back!”


    At my suggestion, Christopher hurriedly gulped down the water and started panting heavily. After I


    undressed him, I noticed that he had identally torn his wound again. The fluid gushing out of his


    wound indicated that the wound had suppurated.


    Worried his condition might worsen, I was no longer thrilled by the water we had just acquired.


    When I heard someone approaching us, I turned around and saw Lyle staggering his way over with the


    aid of a tree branch. He stumbled and fell when he was about to reach us.


    Instead of rushing over to his aid, I ignored him. He was taken aback by the fact I couldn’t care less


    about him. As a result, he continued shrieking in pain next to us.


    It must have hurt a lot, huh? Of all the ces he’s hurt, why isn’t the organ around his pelvic area the


    one that hurts?


    He continued begging with an aggrieved front, “Yvonne, can you please help me up? It hurts so much!”