Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 556: Chapter 556: Thought She Had a Stomach Ache

“What are you doing standing there?” The sight of her somewhat pale face caused Baron Lawrence’s brow to furrow slightly. Without a word, he grabbed her wrist, pulled her into the study and pushed her down to the couch. His furrowed brows seemed to squeeze out water and his tone was harsh, but his eyes were full of concern. “Why do you look so pale? Are you not acclimatized or do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?”

His brows knotted so tightly that they could kill a fly, “Enna and Clark, is your stomach bothering you?”

“I…”

“Damn it!” Baron Lawrence, seemingly impatient, frowned and interrupted her words, lifting her horizontally off the floor. “I’m taking you to the hospital!”

Caught unexpectedly, Enna Clark instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. Seeing his genuine anxiety, the last bit of doubt in her heart disappeared.

Baron Lawrence would absolutely not insist on aborting her child just because it’s a girl!

Feeling a sense of relief, she called out to him, “Baron Lawrence, put me down. I don’t have a stomach ache. I want to ask you for a favor.”

The man who had hastily started walking out with her in his arms suddenly stopped. His hawk-like eyes gazed at her, his expression serious, “You’re really not having a stomach ache?”

Enna Clark felt uncomfortable under his substantial gaze, as though she were a delicate glass bottle. “No.”

Only then Baron Lawrence’s anxiety eased. He returned to the couch and put her down. However, suppressing his anger, his face didn’t look too good, “If you don’t have a stomach ache, then why is your face so pale!?”

“Something happened…” All of a sudden, she heard him telling someone on the phone that he would make her abort because she was carrying a daughter. In a blink, Michelle Lewis called. It was impossible for her not to look pale.

As soon as she finished speaking, he pinched her cheek. He was so rough as if he were kneading dough. Still infuriated, he demanded, “Enna, no matter what, don’t scare me with such a pale face! Whether you apply foundation or lipstick, just don’t turn a pale face!”

Her pale face could involuntarily remind him of the factory accident, the moment when she rushed to his aid, was covered in blood, and fainted…

He doesn’t like that feeling!

Not at all!

“Ahh, Baron Lawrence, it hurts…” He was getting rougher, leaving Enna Clark with no choice but to cry in pain and reach for his hand.

The man, with fury still blazing in his eyes, suddenly stooped, silencing her cry of pain by sealing off her lips… His wet and hot tongue broke through her lips and teeth, hooking her tongue root, making demands in her mouth. His dominance and aggression left her no room to dodge! His hand slipped down her back, smoothly unclasped her bra and pressed her downwards…

Enna Clark flinched in pain from his gnawing at her collarbone.

Her consciousness suddenly sprang back to reality!

Fending him off with her hand, her cheeks turned rosy. She stopped his second attempt, “Baron Lawrence, I need your help with something. Do you remember the woman we ran into at the hotel earlier? She’s in trouble, detained by the casino-town people. They want to cripple her hands, I…”

Baron Lawrence now only wanted to sleep with her!

His hawk-like eyes narrowed, he held her wrist and leaned towards her. His lips coldly retorted, “Let them die!” It was brutally simple!

Enna Clark also didn’t want to get involved.

But this time Michelle Lewis was serious. If she didn’t intervene, Michelle might actually jump off a building with her Grandfather.

Enna Clark didn’t know how to get him to help. Summoning her courage, she took the initiative. She pressed her lips against his and opened her mouth shyly, enveloping his thin lips…