“You’re working in the sun. At least drink some water,” Rebecca said.

Benjamin almost skidded into a halt. He was actually very thirsty because he didn’t drink anything in nearly 20 hours, though he did bathe in the morning.

“Ahem,” Benjamin cleared his throat. “I’m not ‘that’ thirsty, but because I brought your bag, I deserve to drink a little bit of cold water.” He grabbed the bottle. “You wouldn’t mind if I drink from this bottle, right?”

“Drink all of it if you want. Eat the bottle, too, if you wish to. I don’t care,” she replied while looking at her computer screen where she was drawing designs.

Benjamin opened the lid and poured the contents in his mouth. He was taking a gulp, but straight away, his body reacted, and he was about to spit it out. But he quickly covered his mouth with one hand so that he wouldn’t spill anything out.

“Mm?” Rebecca glanced at him. “What’s wrong?”

Benjamin shook his head.

“Were you thinking of some stupid joke while drinking?” she queried.

He shook h