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Enna Clark paced anxiously back and forth in the hallway not far away.
Seeing him come out, she trotted over and looked up at him nervously, âBaron
Lawrence, how did it go?â
As soon as her words fell, her wrist was grabbed, and she was dragged to the side.
âBaron Lawrence, slow down.â
However, the man striding with her showed no sign of stopping. His long legs walked briskly like the wind, and Enna could only jog to barely keep up with his pace.
Finally, at the Hospitalâs emergency staircase entrance, he stopped.
He pulled her over and suddenly pressed her against the wall, bending down to kiss her lips-
His kiss was urgent, as if seeking a kind of affirmation from her body.
Enna felt a little hurt by his rough movements and furrowed her brows, twisting her head uncomfortably while reaching out both hands to wrap around his waist.
The sweet scent of the young woman was close at hand, and her gentle embrace effortlessly smoothed his irritabilityâ¦
Baron Lawrence gradually calmed down, deepened the kiss, pried open her lips and teeth, and drew out the honey from her mouth.
His skill was superb, and Enna cooperated on purpose, arousing Baron Lawrenceâs passion in no time.
A fire began to burn in his lower abdomen, and he restrained himself just before it erupted. Pressing his forehead against Ennaâs, he panted and gritted his teeth, âEnna Clark, sooner or later youâll play me to death!â
How she would do it was self-evident.
Ennaâs cheeks were burning hot, unable to tell if it was from their bold kiss or his shameful words.
Damn it!
Why was she blushing!
Was the fire in his lower abdomen not burning enough!
Baron Lawrence held her shoulder tightly, his eyes deepening.
Enna was unaware of the impending danger. Finally managing to lower the temperature on her face, she lifted her delicate face and asked worriedly, âBaron Lawrence, did your aunt not agree to us being together?â
With his mood this bad, Enna didnât think Baron Lawrenceâs mother would approve of their relationship.
His heart sank again because of her words. Baron Lawrence frowned, his tone unpleasant, âSo what if she doesnât agree?â
It seemed there was nothing they could do.
âWhat if she doesnât agree? Will you leave me if she doesnât?â
Male hormones flooded her, accompanied by an imposing inquiry.
With each sentence, his breath fanned her skin, and her cheeks and neck felt electric tingles.
Ennaâs cheeks flushed even more as she dodged slightly, just about to speak.
The irritable man had already threatened her fiercely, âEnna Clark, if you dare to tell me that you would leave me if my family doesnât approve, Iâll jump down with you!â
To this woman, Bobbv mattered so much that if the Old Master threatened her with him, she would definitely abandon him without hesitation.
Baron Lawrence knew his position in her heart was not as high as Tobias Clarkâs, but when he truly faced Ennaâs choice, his face turned pale, his heart throbbing in pain as if a knife was scraping it!
At this time, the young woman in his arms blinked her eyes, her expression inviting danger, âJumping from here would only fall a few dozen steps at most, resulting in a fracture at worst.â
Baron Lawrence felt like someone was choking his neck, making it difficult to breathe.. He tensed his facial muscles, pulled his thin lips, and chilled to the core, âSo you would agree to leave me?â