Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 568: Chapter 568: Pretending to Have a Stomachache at the Critical Moment

He wasn’t sure if it was a boy or a girl, but after seeing her crying so painfully just now, he no longer wanted this child!

Baron Lawrence’s lips drew into a straight line, staring at her intensely, as if to make sure once again, “You’re not in pain anymore?”

“…” It was certainly still painful, who wouldn’t be in pain after hearing such a thunderbolt out of the blue? But after being threatened so brutally by him, she suddenly didn’t feel so desperate. After all, it was still unclear whether the baby in her belly was a boy or a girl, and it hadn’t reached the point of life and death yet. Anyway, she had to be strong and face whatever comes her way.

If she didn’t stay strong, what would happen to her dear Bobby?

Just now, she vaguely seemed to remember that Bobby had cried, and she wondered if he was better now?

Seeing the little woman under him getting lost in thought, Baron Lawrence gritted his teeth, his temples throbbing violently, and he got impatient, beginning to pull at her skirt again, “Forget it, let’s not have it!”

It’s for the best!

Enna Clark was startled back to her senses and hurriedly stopped him, “I’m not in pain anymore! Really, I’m not in pain at all!”

“A woman who lies!” He didn’t believe her and kept going.

Enna Clark was really getting anxious, fearing he would impulsively force her to ‘exercise vigorously’. The doctor had warned that she must not engage in ‘vigorous exercise’ within the first three months of pregnancy, as it could greatly increase the risk of miscarriage. She bit her lower lip, a flash of inspiration, and came up with an idea.

“Uh.” She suddenly let out a muffled moan and arched her body.

Baron Lawrence was just about to rip off her skirt when he suddenly heard her moan, and his movements stopped abruptly. His face changed, letting go of her wrist and pulling her up, “Enna Clark?!”

With her hands suddenly freed, Enna Clark hurriedly jumped away, got out of bed, and put a safe distance between herself and him.

Baron Lawrence saw her hopping around and his hawk-like eyes turned darker with flames of rage burning in his ink-colored pupils. He clenched his fists as though he wanted to tear her apart, and growled, “You’re lying to me?!”

She actually deceived him again by pretending to be in pain!

Anger scorched his heart, his handsome face turning an iron-cyan color as he glared at her, as if he wanted to devour her!

Enna Clark’s hair stood on end, feeling that she had gone too far just now, and she stuttered an explanation, “No, my wrist really hurt from when you grabbed it.”

Baron Lawrence still looked upset, “If your wrist hurt, why did you arch your back?” He thought she was having stomach pain.

Enna Clark hastily replied with a quick wit, “Since you were holding my hand and I couldn’t move it, my waist was the only thing that could move, so I arched my back.”

Baron Lawrence knew she was arguing for the sake of arguing, but seeing her eyes were lively again, the flames in his eyes had died down quite a bit. He got up from the bed and opened a drawer, took out his frequently used medical kit, and ordered her with a stern face as if summoning something, “Come here.”

Enna Clark moved an inch.

His taut nerves suddenly twitched, and he forcefully resisted the urge to pull her over, threatening her in a low voice, “Give you three seconds, if you don’t come over, we will continue what we were doing just now!”

It was clear that just a moment ago, he was worried about Enna Clark being upset about the child, but now it had turned into a chip he used to threaten her.

But the threat still worked.

Finally, the moving person came to his side.

He pulled her over with one hand. Ripping up Enna Clark’s wrist roughly, his pupils visibly contracted when they saw the bruise on her wrist. He wanted to yell at her for not knowing how to say it hurt. Then he remembered that Enna Clark had indeed told him that he was grabbing too hard, it was just that he couldn’t control his emotions at that time and refused to let go.