Chapter 3109 - 3118: Strange, No Fever
Chapter 3109: Chapter 3118: Strange, No Fever
Why is Baron Lawrence still here?
Doesn’t he need to go to the company today?
Her thoughts were tangled up when suddenly, the ’asleep’ man raised his arm and pulled her accurately into his embrace.
He abruptly opened those mesmerizing eyes.
With a husky, sexy voice, he said, "Morning."
Oh my!
The sight was overwhelming; she couldn’t help but blank out, instinctively raising her hand in greeting, "Morning."
Baron Lawrence glanced at her foolishly raised hand, then refocused on her face, suddenly bending down to cover her lips with his soft, thin ones, giving her a morning kiss. Then, naturally, he helped wipe the corner of her eye, and his thin lips brushed against her, "You’ve got sleep crust showing. So ugly."
"..."
Enna Clark jolted upright, her cheeks reddening as she darted to the bathroom, "I’m going to wash my face."
She slipped away quickly, like a cute rabbit. The man’s originally uplifted lips suddenly fell again as if reminded of something, then he got up, took a piece of clothing from the closet, changed, and left first.
"Lord, good morning." Scott Harris had waited all night for any sign but hadn’t heard a thing. Now, with dark circles under his eyes resembling a panda, he was setting up breakfast.
Joanne Harrison also brought out milk, respectfully greeting him, "Good morning, President Lawrence."
"Mm." Baron Lawrence pulled the chair open with a calm demeanor, sat down, and started eating.
Enna Clark came out a little later after washing her face, also pulled open a chair, and sat beside him, sneaking a few glances at him, and asked, "Baron Lawrence, why are you still at home so late this morning? Aren’t you going to the company today?"
Actually, it’s just a normal question; she didn’t know why it felt like it touched Baron Lawrence’s most sensitive spot.
His hand paused mid-action, and he responded expressionlessly, "I’ll go later."
"Oh." Enna Clark couldn’t hide her disappointed expression.
She thought he was off today, so it seems it’ll have to be another day.
Her disappointment was fully captured by someone, and Baron’s eyes stirred up a storm.
His face showed nothing, but Scott Harris had been with him long enough to learn to guess his mood from subtle expressions. Seeing the undisguisable agitation in his eyes, Scott felt a wave of anxiety rise in his heart.
He hadn’t seen Lord show such an expression for a long time; should he really not have talked to him yesterday?
But the matter of Young Madam meeting a stranger is so significant, as a housekeeper, how could he not tell Lord? He thought Lord would wake the Young Madam last night, but nothing happened. It’s precisely because nothing happened that he was even more worried...
An unspoken breakfast concluded with Scott’s restless anxiety.
After breakfast, Enna Clark returned to her room to brush her teeth, changed a different outfit, and came out again, only to find certain someone who should have left still at home. She paused, confused, "Baron Lawrence, aren’t you busy today?"
Isn’t he usually busy to death, but he seems particularly leisurely today?
As soon as she finished speaking, the tall man, who had been waiting for her in the living room, walked up to her and proactively handed her bag to her, "I’m waiting for you. Aren’t you going out? I’ll take you there."
This action was both unexpected and gentle.
Enna Clark couldn’t help but tiptoe to feel his forehead, muttering to herself, "Strange, no fever."