Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 1305: Chapter 1305: Enna Clark Perseveres Chapter 1305: Chapter 1305: Enna Clark Perseveres After watching the dolphins, Enna Clark brought up that it was noon and she was hungry as soon as she got into the car.

Then she drove the car to Snack Street near the university entrance, not far from the City Center, and forcibly dragged the man with a frown on his face to sit at a stall selling Pineapple Rice. She ordered a serving of Pineapple Rice for him.

She even went specially to ask the boss to wash the disposable plastic spoon with water, and handed it to him upon her return, “Here you go, President Lawrence.”

Baron Lawrence sat by the roadside, looking at the spoon dripping with water handed to him, and then glanced at the table which, despite Enna’s many wipes, still shone with an oily sheen and could not be made clean. His thin lips pursed nearly into a line as he raised his head to meet those eyes as bright as stars, “The place where you said you’d treat me to lunch is here?”

Enna Clark met his gaze without a hint of embarrassment and nodded firmly, “Yes, it’s here. This stall’s Pineapple Rice is very delicious, President Lawrence will know once you try it.”

“…”

She really did bring him to eat at a roadside stall!

Baron Lawrence’s temples throbbed, and his handsome face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. Aside from irritation, there was deep suspicion in his eagle eyes.

From the moment she took the initiative to invite him, he guessed that this woman was trying to seduce him with another chance encounter.

But whether it was watching dolphins or giving him a dolphin bracelet, or saying she’d treat him to lunch only to bring him to such a dirty, messy, and cheap roadside vendor, all of it made him deeply question whether this woman was simply foolish, or if he had misunderstood her intentions. Maybe she wasn’t trying to seduce him, but rather to torment him.

Did she know what he usually ate?

Under normal circumstances, what would a woman who wanted to strike up a conversation with him invite him to eat?

He did not require her to choose a Michelin star restaurant with taste, but at least it shouldn’t be this kind of roadside dog food!

Yet Enna Clark seemed blind to his disdain, taking the lead and sitting down, sliding his portion of Pineapple Rice to the side, and lifting her gaze with a radiant smile, “President Lawrence, please sit. If we wait any longer, the Pineapple Rice will get cold and won’t taste as good.”

Sit?

Baron Lawrence furrowed his brows and swept a glance at the crude plastic stool that countless people had sat on and that still retained warmth, then at the similarly crude and grimy table.

Finally unable to tolerate it any longer, he grabbed the little woman who had picked up the spoon ready to eat and silently pulled her away from the place.

“Baron…” Baron Lawrence nearly blurted out.

At his lips, the word changed to, “President Lawrence?”

Baron Lawrence acted like he hadn’t heard at all, his iron vice-like hand gripping her wrist firmly, pulling her along at a brisk pace.

Enna Clark stumbled as she was pulled along, not understanding why he was suddenly acting so strange. She struggled to free her wrist unsuccessfully and could only stagger along, calling after him, “President Lawrence, where are you taking me? Let go of my hand first; you’re hurting my wrist.”

The hand clamping her wrist loosened slightly, but he did not stop.

He pulled her all the way to the Land Rover.

Only then did he let go of her hand, his handsome face as proud and domineering as Apollo’s, as he extended his hand toward her, “The car keys.”

Three words, assertive and direct!

Enna Clark subconsciously handed him the car keys.

The handsome man swung the car door open fiercely, turned back, and commanded her, “Get in the car!”

“I…” Enna Clark moved her lips, realizing that the Pineapple Rice didn’t have its hypnotic effect on him, and closed her mouth, sitting in the car.