Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

“What’s wrong with it? You two must hate that you didn’t meet earlier and fall in love at first sight!”

Falling in love at first sight should describe a man’s encounter with a woman, but he used the adjective incorrectly.

Enna Clark was speechless, “Aren’t you and Ms. Goldsmith in a business relationship? If you treat her like this, what will happen if she stops cooperating with you in the future?”

Scott Harris had already told her about the relationship between Baron Lawrence and Emilia Goldsmith. She also knew that Emilia and Baron were in a partnership that they put on a show for their families.

He needed her cooperation, yet he had such a bad attitude… Enna Clark didn’t know what to say anymore.

Before she could say anything, Baron Lawrence furrowed his brows, tightened his handsome face, and stared at her discontentedly. It seemed as if she was being unreasonable. “Didn’t you forbid me from getting close to other women? Now you’re encouraging me to be nice to other women?”

“I’m not encouraging you to get close to others; I’m just saying if you can have a better attitude…”

Baron Lawrence’s eyes grew darker, his thin lips touched, and he uttered, “I can’t be good to other women except you!”

Baron Lawrence’s expression turned cold, and he questioned her as he grabbed her wrist, his thin lips pressed into a straight line. “Or do you want me to be good to other women?”

Seeing his eyes filled with the threat of ‘dare to say yes and you’re dead,’ Enna was not stupid and had no intention of provoking him. “No.”

“Why would I want you to be good with other women when I like you?”

Baron Lawrence’s eyes deepened, and he said in a husky voice, “What did you say?”

Enna looked him squarely in the eye. “I said I like you. Of course, I don’t want you to be good with other women.” Liking someone means liking them – there’s no shame in admitting it. She liked Baron Lawrence, and she would tell him that often in the future so that he wouldn’t misunderstand her again.

As soon as her words fell, her lips were sealed by his.

A lingering, passionate kiss left her panting for breath. The man who had just been unhappy now slightly raised his thin lips and released her, touching her forehead with his, his eyes filled with pleasure. “Once I finish my work this morning, I will take you to the racecourse.”

“Why are you going to the racecourse?” Enna finally caught her breath and asked, puzzled.

What on earth did he want? He had brought her to his company to be his secretary, and now he wanted to take her to the racecourse?

Baron Lawrence was in a good mood, and for once, he was patient. “To teach you horse riding.”

He looked at Enna, his large hand holding her slender waist, his lips curved upward. “My woman shouldn’t be unable to ride a horse.” Horse riding was one of the noble sports, and Baron was both a businessman and a soldier; horse riding is an essential skill for the military person. Thus, his woman should also know how to!

Enna had never encountered horse riding and didn’t want to learn. She muttered unwillingly, “Baron Lawrence, I suddenly think I should reconsider liking you.”

The clear sky above them suddenly, thunder and lightning began brewing.

She pulled him firmly into her embrace.

Above her head came the man’s furious roar as he gritted his teeth, “Enna Clark, say that again if you dare!”

She was merely venting her frustration. Liking someone isn’t like buying something, there isn’t a consideration stage. Seeing that he was about to lose his temper, she immediately placated him. “Aren’t you taking me to the racecourse? Hurry up and get busy, I’ll wait for you.”

Only then did Baron Lawrence let her go and left with a displeased face to get busy…

Enna Clark turned around and picked up the partially spilled coffee on the table, then went back to the tea room to make him a fresh one.