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So many photos, not a single one without her being the subject. And besides these photos, there were no other pictures in his phoneâs albumâ¦
It was absolutely shocking. Ennaâs heartstrings felt like they were being plucked, trembling with a soft vibration.
Baron Lawrence didnât think it was strange at all that the only photos in his album were of Enna. Leaning casually against the chair, he said nonchalantly, âThe photos are all in there. You can pick one yourself.â
Faced with hundreds of her own photos, Enna felt too embarrassed to choose one to replace the current one. She silently put down the phone and conceded, âJust leave it as the one we just saw. No need to change it.â
âAre you sure?â
âYes.â
Baron Lawrence raised an eyebrow, took back his phone, and kissed the corner of her mouth before saying, âIn a bit, accompany me to attend a social event.â
âMe? A social event? I donât know howâ¦â She was afraid of embarrassing him since she didnât know how to handle such events.
âYou donât need to know how. Just stand by my side and smile.â He narrowed his eyes and said coldly, âOr would you rather I go with some random woman?
âIâll go.â Enna quickly and decisively agreed.
She knew by now that Baron Lawrence was her secret husband and she was genuinely falling for him. Of course, she didnât want to see him hand in hand with another woman, even if it was just for the sake of appearances!
Baron Lawrence wished he could bring Enna into his own body, but they were running out of time. Suppressing his desires, he reluctantly released her soft waist, âGet ready. Scott Harris is waiting for us downstairs.â
âWhat should I prepare?â
Baron Lawrence made an internal call, and soon the secretary brought in a beautiful set of clothes.
âGo change. Iâll wait for you.â
âOkay.â Enna took the clothes and went into the lounge.
Five minutes later, she came out in the new outfit. Though Baron Lawrence had quite a masculine personality, his aesthetic wasnât too masculine. The light blue shirt highlighted her beautiful skin, and the popular lace-up sandals made her legs look even longer. The dress was just a little short.
âHow does it look?â
Baron Lawrence was completely amazed, taking her hand and gritting his teeth as he said, âEnna, I really want to fuck you so hard you canât get out of bed!â â¦I really want to fuck you so hard you canât get out of bed! âCanât you just say it nicely?⦠All I asked was how this outfit looks on me.â âIâm just honestly answering that I want to sleep with you.â
Enna wished she could cover his mouth to stop him from saying such outrageous things. She deeply regretted asking him what he thought; if she had known heâd be so blunt, she wouldnât have asked.
Baron Lawrenceâs gaze slid over her blushing earlobes, his index finger tracing the palm of her hand. His satisfied expression deepened as he saw her reddened earlobes.
âLetâs go.â He hooked a thin smile at the corner of his lips, ready to leave with her.
In the faraway land of Country W at this very momentâ¦
Grace Wilton followed obediently behind a servant dressed in the same uniform, keeping her head down in anxiety.
It was not her first time here, but for some reason, every time she entered, she felt a suffocating pressure.
Finally, the servant led her to the innermost room. He informed the two bodyguards at the door, âWeâve already checked her..ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om