Enna Clark had no idea what was going on in his mind. She worked up a sweat as she finally finished bandaging his wounds one by one. The result, however, looked a bit... unsatisfactory.
"Done."
Baron Lawrence looked down at the gauze wrapped around his body as if he was wearing a piece of clothing, his face as terrible as a rotten tomato. He glared at her impatiently, "Enna, do you think you're wrapping a mummy?"
He reached out to pull at the bandages.
Enna immediately stopped him, "I've tried my best to make them look good. There are too many wounds on your back. It's impossible to wrap them properly without doing it this way. Just bear with it for now. You won't see them once you put your clothes on anyway."
Baron Lawrence's handsome face darkened.
Of course, they wouldn't be visible once he put his clothes on, but he was undressing in front of her!
If she made him look this ugly, would she ever think of his body the same way again?
