The hustle and bustle of Country W did not affect the warm Mauritius at all.
The resort remained a place of beaches, coconut trees, and gentle breezes carrying laughter and joy.
When Baron Lawrence returned to the hotel from the restaurant, Enna Clark was already asleep.
Her peaceful sleeping face was fair and warm, instantly soothing Baron's restless mood.
He stood by the bed for a while, and once the irritability in his chest subsided, he went to the bathroom for a shower. After showering, with a bathrobe draped over him, he dried himself off, lifted the blanket of the little woman sleeping soundly on the large bed, and lay down.
The soft large bed immediately sank under his weight.
Enna was disturbed by the movement, instinctively furrowing her brows slightly, her nose wrinkling as she let out a discontented hum, like she was uncomfortable from being woken up in her sleep.
"Mmm... uh..."
If only she hadn't made a sound.
