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âDo you think Iâm torturing you?â Baron Lawrence was furious, glaring at her fiercely.
Enna Clark sneered and asked back without any hesitation, âThen what? Are you still loving me? You made me pass out twice in one night. If this is love, please find someone else, I canât take it!â
âShut up!â
This woman must be crazy!
He didnât even care that she ran away five years ago, but she dared to tell him to find another woman.
âI want you,â he insisted on choosing her!
Enna was going insane, driven mad by his torment. She was close to a mental breakdown. âPlease let me go,â she pleaded. Baron Lawrenceâs face darkened.
Enna looked into his eyes, sincerely begging, âI beg you.â
Their gazes met in the air.
Baron Lawrenceâs eyes contained a warning, but Enna seemed not to see it, displaying a do-or-die determination.
âBaron Lawrence, please let me go, Iâm begging you.â Her voice softened, pleading desperately.
Bang!
Baron Lawrenceâs fist slammed onto the coffee table, making the glass shatter. His thin lips were tightly pursed into a straight line, his injured fist clenched tightly. The veins protruded on the back of his hand due to his force, the wound that had just healed a little had torn open again, fresh blood streaming down. However, he seemed completely unaware of it, still holding on tightly, as if only through that could he suppress the storm-like anger inside him!
Enna thought he would explode or crush her to death directly.
She was prepared for that.
But, several minutes passed.
The extremely angry man finally spoke with a strained face, âYou canât blame me entirely for you passing out twice last night. Itâs because your body is too weak. I will be more careful in the future and try my best not to make you pass out.â
âIâ¦â That wasnât even the main point she was trying to make! n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âAs for your job, Iâve already talked to the director, and he will increase your scenes. However, since most of the movie has been filmed, the best he can do is promote you to the Third Female Lead, otherwise, the movie would have to be reshot. If you want to be the Female Protagonist, I can make him reshoot the movie.â He paused for a moment, and continued, âI registered this house under your name, so legally, I have no right to take it back. This will always be your home, and youâll never end up homeless.â
ââ¦â The house was registered under her name? When did that happen? Why didnât she know? Enna was utterly shocked.
Baron Lawrence stared into her eyes, âEnna Clark, donât think that by angering me, I will let you go. Give up that idea! Other than leaving me, I will try my best to fulfill any other requests you have.â
âAny request? Then can you not force me?â Enna questioned.
Not forcing her = not devouring her.
Baron Lawrence snapped his lips tightly, his ink-colored eyes locked on the little woman in front of him. He gritted his teeth, âIâll try my best before your heart is willing.â
Try his best? Enna wasnât satisfied with the answer, frowning, wanting to demand a definite one. However, seeing his freezing face, she silently swallowed the words she had wanted to say.
Thatâs fine; there will be chances in the future.
âCome here.â The man who had just signed a surrendering agreement wasnât feeling too great.
Though Enna was unwilling, she knew it was best to stop while she was ahead. She slowly moved closer.
She was moving too slowly, and Baron Lawrenceâs patience wore thin. He grabbed her and suddenly pulled her into his arms.. Bending down, he sealed off her delicate lips that seemed to be begging for punishment!