He didnât give Enna time to think, and changed the topic by acting coquettish, âWoman, I feel like having some hot milk. Can you make me a cup?â
Enna didnât think too much about it, mainly because she couldnât possibly imagine that five-year-old Bobby would dabble in stocks. Trading ham sausages in kindergarten seemed more likely. So, her attention was successfully diverted, âAlright, Iâll make it. When do you want it?â
âWhenever.â Ever since Tobias found out that drinking milk helps people grow taller, he often drinks a cup whenever he can, treating it like water.
âThen Iâll go heat it up for you first. You can play for a while.â She turned and entered the kitchen.
Baron Lawrence placed the squirming little guy on the sofa and walked towards the study.
Tobias followed closely.
At dinner time, Enna clearly felt the low pressure from the little one beside her. He didnât even show interest in his favorite fish, just poking at the rice in his bowl with his chopsticks and barely eating any.
Enna gave Baron a questioning look with her eyes, asking what had happened.
But it was unclear whether Baron Lawrence didnât see it or avoided her gaze on purpose.
After dinner, the servants cleared the table.
Seeing the little one still looking gloomy, Enna took the initiative, âDarling, do you want to go to the supermarket downstairs with me?â
âHuh?â
âThereâs a neighborhood supermarket downstairs, and they have lots of toys and candy. Itâs perfect for a walk since we just finished dinner. Letâs go. Accompany me on a stroll, okay?â
Tobias still looked upset, but after some hesitation, he agreed, âAlright.â
Enna immediately looked up at Baron Lawrence, âWeâll be right back from a stroll. You can focus on your work, Iâll take the baby for a walk and buy some toys.â
Baron Lawrence realized that she was worried about their son and wanted to have some alone time with Bobby. Although he didnât like Enna leaving his sight, he glanced at the listless little one and gave a slight nod, âMm.â
His compliance was beyond Ennaâs expectation.
Fearing he might change his mind, Enna quickly took Bobby to the entrance hall to change shoes.
âCome back early.â Seeing the two of them ready to leave, Baron Lawrence couldnât help himself.
Enna turned her head with a radiant smile, âAlright, relax. I got it.â
Her eyes were curved into crescents as she smiled, and her elegant features became more lively. Baron Lawrence felt a sudden tightening in his lower abdomen, as an impulse surged within him.
But the entrance hall door had already clicked shut.
He furrowed his brow in annoyance, and his usual aloof demeanor returned. He turned and entered the studyâ
In the elevator, Enna had already pressed -1 when the dispirited Bobby suddenly spoke, âWoman, I donât feel like going to the supermarket anymore. Letâs just go for a walk.â
Enna stole a glance at him, pressed the button for the 1st floor, and gently agreed with a hint of a smile, âAlright. Itâs been a long time since I went for a walk with my baby.â
âMm.â
Ding.
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Bobby, who was usually cool and reserved outside, took her hand and walked beside her. He spoke in a soft and gloomy tone, âWoman, Iâm unhappy.â
âWhy?â
âI just am.â
Thinking about the conversation the dubious man had with him in the study, he felt a sense of frustration. He was still young and didnât know that this feeling was called frustration. It was just a simple feeling of discomfort in his chest.