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Baron Lawrence didnât just meet her today!
Although Enna Clark said it was nothing, he could still tell that she was unhappy. At least her attitude towards him seemed to have returned to how it was before.
If they hadnât spent a harmonious time at the Night Market together, Baron Lawrence might not have thought much of it.
Yet he had already enjoyed the Night Market with Enna, delicious Pineapple Rice, and bargaining together⦠Suddenly going back to how it was before was unbearable for him.
That feeling was like someone who had already experienced warmth and couldnât tolerate the cold anymore; even if that coldness was no different from what they had always endured!
He felt as if someone had viciously punched him in the chest, and a surge of anger had nowhere to vent. However, he couldnât find any fault in Ennaâs actions.
She was indeed very obedient and listened well.
He told her not to mention Scott Harris, and she obediently kept her mouth shut.
As for what she was thinking, even if he suspected that she was isolating herself from him, he couldnât find any evidence to accuse her. He couldnât just dig up her heart, could he?
Moreover, she had already said it was nothing, and if he were to continue questioning her, it would seem like he cares too much about her. He certainly didnât care about this pretentious woman.
Thatâs right, he didnât care at all!
Baron Lawrence clenched his fists, veins popping on the back of his hand.
At that moment, the elevator opened with a âdingâ.
He walked ahead with a taut, expressionless face. Enna pretended not to see his displeasure and followed closely behind.
At this moment, the sun was setting, and the remaining light of the setting sun sprinkled over the sea. The magnificent orange glow reflected off the water, creating a mesmerizing beauty that was hard to look away from.
On the beach, Scott Harris stood with a few people, seeming to have been waiting for quite some time. Seeing the two approaching, he greeted them with a slight smile.
âLord, Ms. Clark, youâre here. Everyone is ready, please have a look â¦â
âTake her to learn.â The handsome, cold-looking man still had a rigid expression.
Scott Harris sneaked a glance at him, lowered his head, and respectfully replied, âYes.â
He then turned to Enna, spoke gently, âMiss Clark, please follow me.â
âAlright.â
After the two had walked some distance away,
Scott Harris suddenly asked, âMiss Clark, may I ask if you had a quarrel with Baron Lawrence?â
âUh â¦â Enna hesitated, surprised by his sudden question.
Scott Harris noticed her confusion, and explained, âHis Lordship rarely shows his emotions so openly, so Iâm wondering if he had a dispute with Miss Clark.â
Baron Lawrenceâs temper, hardly shows his emotions?
Enna couldnât agree.
With his sudden barking and yelling every other minute and his face instantly turning sour as soon as heâs unhappy, he would throw whatever objects he caught. If this was considered not showing emotions, then those truely stoic people should cry.
However, she was indeed not in a pleasant situation with Baron Lawrence. Enna chose her words carefully, hesitating before saying, âWe didnât quarrel, we just disagreed.â
âBecause of me?â Scott Harris asked candidly.
This time, Enna really didnât know how to respond.
Her silence confirmed his suspicion, and Scott Harrisâs eyes warmed up, but his steps stopped. He looked at her with a serious expression, and said, âMiss Clark, this incident isnât Lordâs fault. It was indeed wrong of me to leave your side without permission.â
âBut you didnât purposely walk away â¦â
Scott Harris shook his head and explained, âI am a soldier and also the Lordâs housekeeper. No matter which role I serve, obeying orders is the principle. I only thought about the possibility of you being thirsty, Miss Clark, but I wasnât thinking that my absence could put you in danger. It was ultimately my fault..â