Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 505: Chapter 505: Even Suspecting the Pregnancy?

The cold and imposing man leaning against the chair back didn’t even glance at her, his face expressionless, still frowning, “I don’t want to hear you speak.”

She really didn’t mean it, she just forgot. It’s one thing for Baron Lawrence to be mad at the beginning, but it’s uncomfortable for her, too. She furrowed her brows and suddenly said to the driver in front of her, “Stop the car.”

“What are you going to do!” The chills emanating from the man finally looked at her with furrowed brows.

The driver slowly pulled the car over to the side.

Enna Clark reached out to pull the car door while saying with a tense face, “I want to get out.”

Baron Lawrence’s eyes suddenly gathered a storm, almost swirling. Suddenly he stretched out his hand and grabbed her wrist.

Enna only said it out of anger, she didn’t really want to get out of the car. She turned her head and calmly said, “Didn’t you say you don’t want to hear me talk? If I get out of the car, you won’t hear me.”

This woman!

Baron Lawrence’s teeth clenched in anger!

At this moment, he just wanted to strangle her!

Enna saw that his face had turned livid, but he didn’t say anything to make her shut up. She took the opportunity to explain, “I really forgot by accident yesterday. I was going to tell you last night, but when the baby came out, I completely forgot. You were tired last night, fell asleep as soon as your head hit the pillow, and I couldn’t remember either. It wasn’t until Amelia Young mentioned the equestrian competition today that I remembered the doctor’s instructions. I didn’t intend to deceive you. If I wanted to deceive you, I would have simply denied being pregnant.”

“That’s because you were afraid that horse riding would affect the child!” His face still looked sour.

Enna didn’t know what else to say, “I could have found another reason not to ride, why would I have to admit that I am pregnant?”

“I could say I’m not feeling well or my ‘relative’ has arrived…”

“You still have 8 days before that happens.” He knew her menstruation schedule like the back of his hand.

Embarrassed, Enna changed the subject, “I was just making a point. If I really didn’t want to tell you, why would I say it myself, right?”

Baron Lawrence’s eagle-like eyes seemed to penetrate people’s hearts. He stared intently into Enna’s eyes, as if gauging the sincerity of her words. Soon, he let go of her wrist and said to the driver, “Drive.”

The driver, not fully understanding the situation, restarted the car.

He didn’t know whether he should continue to drive to the hospital or return to Bauhinia Garden. Gathering his courage, he asked, “Lord, now…”

“To the hospital.” Still the same hard and indifferent three words.

Enna originally had hoped that he would believe her, but then she heard him say the hospital and pursed her lips, unwilling to speak.

She had said everything she could; whether he believed her was up to him.

The Bentley silently drove to the entrance of the City Hospital.

Baron Lawrence made a call to someone on the way. When they arrived at the hospital, they went straight to the Gynecology Clinic without any obstacles.

Without even registering, he brought Enna inside.

The female doctor in the clinic was the same one who had treated Enna yesterday. Seeing Enna again, she was startled, “Wait, didn’t you just come here yesterday?”

Enna was dragged by Baron Lawrence, not knowing how to respond.

Baron Lawrence, with his handsome face taut and devoid of expression, ordered the female doctor, “Give her a thorough examination!”

Enna suddenly looked at him in disbelief, “Baron Lawrence, I was checked yesterday.” He wouldn’t even doubt whether she was pregnant or not, would he?