Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 1359: Chapter 1359: I’m Not in a Good Mood Right Now Chapter 1359: Chapter 1359: I’m Not in a Good Mood Right Now Niall Lewis, hearing his own death sentence, couldn’t help but desperately seek help, “Young Master Sinclair, don’t talk like that, please help me out. Actually, I didn’t really do anything wrong. The waitress I found for Young Master Lawrence was really pretty, smart, and attentive. I have no idea what happened upstairs that made Young Master Lawrence so angry. It must have been the girl who accidentally offended Young Master Lawrence. Was she trying too hard to impress, or was it something else…?”

Adam Sinclair, seeing that he still didn’t understand why he was so unlucky, decided to enlighten him before his demise and interrupted him, “You think she’s pretty, so she is? That’s what you think! Let me tell you, in Baron’s eyes, there’s only one woman who is beautiful, and that is Enna Clark! To him, all women other than Enna Clark are trash. You arranged for the trash that you thought was beautiful to be in his room, and as someone with severe mysophobia, do you think he would be grateful to you?”

“Let me make it clear to you, if it hadn’t been for Terry being here today, and for the little connection you have with him, that bottle of red wine would not have smashed against the wall but against your head!”

He wasn’t trying to scare Niall Lewis; what he said was the truth.

Baron Lawrence has never been one to waste words, his style can be summed up in four words: simple and violent!

For someone like Niall Lewis to behave so recklessly in front of Baron was simply a death wish!

Initially, Niall Lewis held onto a sliver of hope, thinking that offering up beautiful women was just following the norms of their circle—it couldn’t possibly infuriate the other party.

Now, hearing Adam Sinclair’s words, his heart sank completely.

In a state of panic, he looked towards Rupert Harris, pleading non-stop, “Cousin, you have to help me this time, I had no idea, I really didn’t know. Please help me, help me out.”

“For Auntie’s sake, just help me this once, just this once. Help me explain to Young Master Lawrence, I really didn’t know.”

Rupert Harris, frustrated and disappointed, gave him a glance, took a deep breath to suppress his anger, his determined face exuding a cold masculine essence, “You didn’t consult with me before doing things, and now you want my help? How am I supposed to help you? What do you think I can do for you?”

“Cousin, I…”

“I can’t help you, you have to take responsibility for the trouble you caused. Go home tonight and explain to your Dad and Mom.”

Niall Lewis collapsed to the ground, drenched in cold sweat.

Unfortunately, his clothes were also stained with red wine, so nobody noticed the cold sweat.

…

Outside.

“Baron Lawrence, slow down, I can’t keep up with you.”

“Baron Lawrence, slow down!”

“Your legs are too long, if you walk too fast I can’t catch up with you!”

His long legs moved fast as a gust of wind while Enna Clark was almost out of breath chasing him from behind.

Suddenly, the man rushing in front of her came to a halt.

Enna Clark, focused on following behind, didn’t notice in time and crashed into his back with a thud.

“Omph!” Pain shot through her nose, and she immediately covered it, groaning under her breath.

Hiss—

It hurt.

Enna Clark’s face screwed up in pain.

It was no wonder she reacted so strongly; the man’s back was very hard.

The sudden collision, with her nose hitting directly against it, was lucky not to cause a nosebleed.

“I’m in a bad mood.”

“…” Enna Clark clutched her nose, not understanding what he meant.

The aristocratic man stood tall and handsome, his handsome face filled with displeasure as he fixed his intense gaze on her once more and declared, “Enna Clark, I am in a very bad mood right now!”