Upon looking up, her gaze once again fell on the light yellow drink. She wondered if finishing it could stave off her empty stomach for a while.
At the same moment, Emily Walker picked up the drink. After staring at it silently for a few seconds, she took a deep breath and then... downed it in one go.
Hmm... After having one, although the taste was a bit hard to swallow, her stomach didn't feel as hungry.
With this thought, Emily poured herself another glass and once again downed it in one go.
Well, after trying a few times, the taste didn't seem that bad anymore.
Then, she poured herself another glass.
Having downed three glasses, Emily started to feel a bit uncomfortable.
She wasn't hungry anymore, but why did the room suddenly seem to go crooked?
Perhaps because time had passed so slowly, Clayton Howard, feeling uneasy, came in after another seven or eight minutes. Seeing her asleep on the sofa, he stopped in his tracks.
