Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 878: Chapter 878: She Hasn’t Rested for Two Days and Nights

Enna Clark!

Before seeing her, he was so angry that she hadn’t answered her phone or replied to his messages that he almost wished he could strangle her to death.

After seeing her, the fury in his heart shattered like a fragile side profile that could be toppled by a mere blow. Now, he just wanted to hold her in his arms, not wanting to speak a single word.

That’s what he thought, and so he did.

He hurried over to the woman who, despite the commotion he caused, hadn’t reacted at all, her gaze fixed on the computer screen, oblivious to anything else.

He pulled the woman, who was so skinny she was practically just bones, up and dragged her into his embrace. His strong arms wrapped tightly around her waist, his teeth gritted, “Enna Clark, I’m back!”

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The person in his arms was stiff as a board, cold as ice, exactly like a frozen body, skin and all. Suddenly, she began to struggle desperately, “Let go, I need to watch the video.”

Baron Lawrence gripped her tightly, not letting her move.

He glanced at the computer she had been using and sure enough, there was a video playing. It was footage from road surveillance cameras! These videos are long and boring, requiring undivided attention because if you blink, the person or vehicle you’re looking for is gone.

She had been sitting here watching this for the last two days?

Two days and nights, without sleep, just watching this?

Where did she get the energy? Even special forces can only keep watching for a maximum of 24 hours, but she had watched for two days!

Did she think she was Superman, with his underwear worn outside?

Baron Lawrence was both shocked and furious!

Amidst his shock and anger, his heart felt as if it had been stabbed, aching so badly it almost deformed.

“Let go, I need to watch the video!” Enna Clark’s voice became fierce after three minutes in the man’s arms, her desperation growing as she struggled.

Baron Lawrence, sensing her emotional state was off, didn’t let go but held her tight, his voice hoarse, “Enna Clark, I’m back.”

“I’m back, it’s all right now.”

“Let go of me… let go…” The person in his arms seemed not to hear him at all, her emotions escalating, “I need to watch the video, let me go!”

Baron Lawrence’s heart was in agony!

Pity there was no knife at hand, for if there were, he would’ve preferred to stuff it into this woman’s hand and let her stab him a few times, it would’ve been more bearable than the torment he was enduring.

“Enna Clark, I’m back, leave the rest to me, you go rest.”

“Let go of me!”

Baron Lawrence let go of her, and from this close he could see more clearly how haggard she was, her gaunt face so pale it was nearly translucent. His thin lips formed a straight line, his eagle eyes burned with fierce flames, and he growled, “Enna Clark, I command you to stop watching, go to sleep right now, immediately, this instant!”

The person he had let go didn’t focus, seemingly frantic from his restraint, suddenly opened her mouth and bit down on his arm.

“Hiss—” Baron Lawrence let out a muffled grunt.

He could feel the woman in his arms had broken the skin on his arm, the pain of bleeding.

He just grunted and didn’t let go, still holding the person in his embrace firmly.

It felt as if there were flames of rage burning in his chest, scorching him with a desire to kill.

How had Scott Harris and the others been taking care of Enna Clark? Couldn’t they see that this woman was on the verge of a breakdown? Or did Enna behave so calmly and composedly in front of others that they were mistaken into thinking she was coping?

Sharp pain transmitted from Baron Lawrence’s arm, but his brow didn’t furrow as he continued, “Enna Clark, I’m back, leave the rest to me, I will definitely help you find Gigi.”