Bab 1009: Chapter 1009: Inside there’s only glucose and anti-inflammatory drug

It's no wonder they couldn't guess; not just them, even if the FBI were to arrive, they wouldn't be able to deduce that the only reason Baron Lawrence insisted Enna Clark make a bowl of Tomato and Egg Noodles was to distract her and let the heat in his lower abdomen subside!

In the vast bedroom.

The man, connected to an intravenous infusion, occasionally glanced down at the time on his phone. When time ticked away and no one returned, a strong irritation surfaced on his handsome face, much like the sun god Apollo.

"Damn it, why hasn't she come back?" Baron opened his phone again, another five minutes had passed, and there was still no movement at the door.

His irritation escalated.

He only asked her to make Tomato and Egg Noodles, so why had it been half an hour and she still hadn't returned? Not coming back was one thing, but she didn't even send a message or call.