The medical staff's hand trembled, and the doctor, who was holding a stethoscope, froze in mid-air.
The doctor reacted quickly and explained awkwardly, "Sorry, please don't misunderstand, we're not trying to do anything to you. It's just that our nurse noticed you looked unwell while drawing blood, and you didn't respond when she spoke to you. So she was worried that you might be feeling unwell and asked me to check on you."
"I'm not unwell." Baron Lawrence raised his hand, about to habitually rub his temples.
Only to realize his arm still had a needle in it, drawing blood.
He furrowed his brows, silently put his hand down, and cursed under his breath, "Shit!"
Then he closed his eyes again.
Memories flooded back like a tidal wave.
The scenes that had been replaying in his mind now became clear.
Every detail, every movement, as long as he wanted to know, he could recall with perfect clarity!
18-year-old Enna Clark...
23-year-old Enna Clark...
