His gaze was too cold. She said in a hoarse voice, "I…" I'm too thirsty."
Gabriel passed her the cup of hot water in his hand. She took it and drank half of the cup in one go. Her throat was moistened and felt much more comfortable.
Mrs. Winstead came in with a bowl of porridge. When she saw that Serenity's complexion had improved a little, she heaved a sigh of relief. "Young Madam, your fever reached 39 degrees today. It was really scary."
"It must be because I was caught in the rain last night," said Serenity as she forced a pale smile.
At the mention of last night's rain incident, Gabriel's expression turned even colder. Serenity and Mrs. Winstead could sense his displeasure and both of them remained silent.
Mrs. Winstead wanted to feed her porridge but Serenity took the bowl from her hands. "I'll do it myself."
Seeing that she had nothing to do, Mrs. Winstead left.
