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In the evening, Baron Lawrence got his wish and stayed the night.
Enna Clark had just given Bobby a bath and returned to her room after putting him to sleep. Her wrist was domineeringly seized, and she was pressed onto the bed.
A strong masculine hormone scent mixed with the cool mint aroma weighed down on her, accompanied by passionate kisses.
âMmâ¦â She couldnât help but moan, her hands pushing against Baron Lawrenceâs chest.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
The temperature in the room gradually rose.
Suddenly.
The door was knocked, and Bobbyâs voice came in, âWoman, I just heard you crying out. Is your stomach hurting?â
Ennaâs hazy mind suddenly woke up, lowering her voice, ââ¦No.â
But someone was still causing mischief, and the skin his lips grazed felt like a surge of electricity, making it ticklish and tingly down to the core.
âAre you sure?â Bobby clearly didnât believe her. If she hadnât had stomach pain, why did she cry out?
She forcefully pushed against him with her hand, preventing him from continuing, her back drenched in sweat while trying to maintain a normal speaking tone, âReally.â
Bobby wouldnât give up, âThen let me see by opening the door.â
Enna didnât dare to let him see and hurriedly refused in panic, âItâs⦠too late. Mummy is already asleep.â
âButâ¦â
âI really donât have a stomachache. I just saw a cockroach on the floor, got startled and screamed. The cockroach is already dead now, thereâs nothing wrong.â Biting her teeth, Enna glared at the âbig cockroachâ in front of her, her cheeks flushed, and her voice trembling, âDarling, go to sleep now. Itâs already very late. If you donât rest, you wonât grow taller later.â
Bobbyâs biggest pain point was being one centimeter shorter than Rose Howell. Hearing the killer phrase âwonât grow taller,â he hesitated for a moment, still, he wore his slippers and went back to his room.
After he left, Enna finally exhaled.
However, she was immediately dragged into a new round of fiery passionâ¦
After a stormy encounter, Enna Clark was exhausted and passed out.
She didnât even know when it had ended.
The next day, the morning sunlight streamed in through the window.
She groggily opened her eyes, moved, and was just about to get up when she realized how sore her entire body was. Even the simple act of grabbing clothes became difficult.
âMm.â She struggled to climb out of bed, glancing around the bedroom, Baron Lawrence was already gone. He must have gone to work.
Enna Clark was already used to his busyness, so she braced her aching waist and entered the bathroom.
When she looked in the mirror, she was utterly dumbfounded.
Her neck, collarbone, they were both covered in bright red love bites.
Not only were they in conspicuous places, they were also large and difficult to cover up. There was no need to guess who was responsible for this!
He must have done it on purpose!