The nurse felt superfluous standing there, and awkwardly said to Enna Clark, "Why don't you just stay with your husband then?"
The words "your husband" thoroughly pleased Baron Lawrence.
A smug curve appeared on his thin lips as he lifted Enna up and placed her on the bed. After securing her firmly, he imperiously extended his hand toward the nurse, "Hang it."
The nurse, startled yet flattered, quickly set down the tray to hang the IV.
Enna Clark was uncomfortable with his weight on her. She moved slightly and whispered, "Baron Lawrence, you..."
"If you want to puncture my veins, keep moving!" he threatened dominantly.
Enna didn't know whether to move or not, but in the end, she chose to stay still, letting him hold her in his arms as if he were a lion.
