Enna Clark seized the opportunity and immediately pleaded with him, "Baron Lawrence, can I apply the medicine for you first? If your wound isn't disinfected and treated soon, it could become infected and cause inflammation, which would be troublesome."
Looking down at her, he could see even more clearly how beautiful her deer-like eyes were. So beautiful that one couldn't help but want to gaze into them until they were filled with mist.
A surge of heat swept through his lower abdomen, a burning ache in that particular area!
He furrowed his brow and didn't move.
Enna didn't dare to move either; she feared that if she did, she would unleash the beast within the man. She carefully probed, "Can you let me go so I can help you with the medicine?"
"..."
"Baron Lawrence, I'm worried about you."
—Baron Lawrence, I'm worried about you!