Chapter 22

Lester, who had never looked after anyone before, was stuck. He did a quick search and found that the most effective way to get her to take it was via mouth-to-mouth feeding. He felt awkward. He wouldn't dare offend Daphne like that. All he could do was carefully place the spoon against her lips insistantly. Daphne felt something damp against her lips. Her mouth was parched, and she wanted water. She started drinking it on her own accord. She hadn't taken much before it was finished, and then the spoon came back. After two more spoonfuls, Daphne became annoyed. Why was the water there one moment and then gone the next? Why was she being teased? She was so angry that she opened her eyes to see a handsome man who looked very familiar. "Hey, who are you? Where did you come from?" She lifted her hand and flirtatiously tilted his chin. Lester set the spoon aside and tried to keep her from moving her arms around so much. To Daphne, everything felt like a dream. In real life, she'd