Chapter 1022 Wishing to Tear Her into Pieces and
Chapter 1022: Chapter 1022: Wishing to Tear Her into Pieces and Stuff Them Inside Chapter 1022: Chapter 1022: Wishing to Tear Her into Pieces and Stuff Them Inside A passionate and sorrowful kiss descended, as if he intended to swallow her whole, savoring the sweetness in her mouth.
Enna Clark made a muffled sound and placed her hands against his chest, mindful of the injury on his back, yet not daring to push him away.
But without pushing him away, she was about to fall into his expert kissing skills…
Just at that moment.
The man, who was like a conquering hero, retreated, his soft, thin lips still clinging to hers, his forehead resting against hers, his tongue sweeping past and leaving a tingling sensation like an electric shock.
Enna Clark’s cheeks flushed with the kiss, and she almost couldn’t control herself from letting out a low moan.
Fortunately, she reacted quickly and forcefully suppressed it.
Her flushed cheeks and water-colored eyes in the man’s view were like a silent invitation, and Baron Lawrence wished he could devour her right there.
However, there was an important matter yet to be handled, and until it was done, he couldn’t “devour” her!
“Enna Clark, once we get back, go get sterilized! I can’t wait another second!” Baron Lawrence spoke through gritted teeth.
She was right beside him, moving around in his embrace, and yet he could do nothing to her! This feeling was worse than death by a thousand cuts; it was like ants crawling over his body, desiring yet unable to act!
He had thought about taking safety precautions, but even the safest measures cannot guarantee a hundred percent success. After the previous incident, he absolutely did not want Enna Clark to become pregnant again.
Compared to the risks associated with her pregnancy, this discomfort was something he could endure!
Although he said he could endure it, still…
The damned heat in his lower abdomen dishonestly flared up again.
Baron Lawrence forcibly suppressed that heat, released her lips, and stood up saying, “I’m going to take a shower.”
If he didn’t shower now, he feared he wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight!
Enna Clark reacted swiftly, “Baron Lawrence, your wound can’t get wet!”
“I know, I won’t touch it.” It wasn’t his first time being injured, nor his first time undergoing family discipline; he knew how to avoid the wound from experience.
After he said this, he entered the bathroom.
Soon, the sound of splashing water came from the bathroom.
Listening to the water inside, Enna Clark patted her cheeks, feeling the heat gradually fade. She hurriedly gathered up the gauze, scissors, and other scattered items from the bed.
Then she brewed a cup of honey water, placed it on Baron Lawrence’s bedside, pulled out her phone, and started a video call with her “Bobby.”
As expected, Bobby was waiting for her call. As soon as her message popped up, the other end immediately picked up.
Enna Clark chatted with him for over half an hour, and finally, the person in the bathroom finished showering and came out.
His sharp short hair was still dripping, his features chiseled like an Archimedean sculpture, and the splendid physique barely hidden beneath the bathrobe, all demanded one’s undivided attention.
After saying goodbye to Bobby and hanging up the video call, she stood up and said, “There’s honey water on the bedside, drink some. I’m going to shower too.”
She found a bathrobe in the cloakroom and entered the bathroom as well.
The bathroom in Baron Lawrence’s room was frighteningly large, even more luxurious and beautiful than those equipped in 7-star Presidential Suites, with its geometric design and Marble floors and washbasins, everything reflecting the taste and wealth of the owner.
Enna Clark wasn’t bathing here for the first time, yet the enormity of the hundred square meters bathroom was still shocking.
But she was too tired, and with so many thousand paper cranes to make tomorrow, she didn’t have the energy to dawdle.
She quickly finished showering, dried her hair, and then left the bathroom…