Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 1418: Chapter 1418: Are you listening to me? Chapter 1418: Chapter 1418: Are you listening to me? So, Enna Clark stood there with a fishing rod in hand, feeling a bit embarrassed. Just as she was about to ask Scott Harris how to open the fishing rod, “This…”

The man beside her had swiftly snatched the item from her hands, “I’ve never seen a woman as clumsy as you!”

“If you don’t understand, why don’t you ask me?”

While his words expressed disdain, his actions were quick and efficient as he helped Enna set up the fishing rod in no time.

Then, he opened the tackle box beside Enna and asked, “What bait do you want to use?”

Feeling discouraged by his criticism, Enna still went along with his question, “What bait do you have?”

“We have everything, it depends on what fish you want to catch.”

“…” What fish did she want to catch?

She had only ever fished for grass carp and crucian carp. But both of these fish are freshwater species, and although she had never tried sea fishing, she knew that freshwater fish could only be found in rivers, not the sea.

But when it came to other types of fish, she really didn’t know much.

So when Baron Lawrence abruptly asked her what fish she wanted to catch, she had no idea, “Whatever is fine.”

This time, the usually irritable man didn’t say anything. Instead, he placed some bait on the hook for her and let it down, “Alright, cast it out! Try to throw it as far as possible!”

Enna knew that much even without him saying it.

She picked up the hook and cast it out with all her might.

After a slight wobble, her float landed right next to Baron Lawrence’s.

Before she even sat down, a plate of bait was already handed to her, and the handsome man calmly said, “Scatter these around your float.”

“What’s the point of scattering these?” Enna took it, asking out of curiosity.

She had wanted to ask that question earlier.

Baron Lawrence really began to wonder what was wrong with him for ever having looked her way. If it were any other woman who talked too much and didn’t even know how to sea fish, he would have kicked her into the sea long ago.

But this person was Enna Clark…

His temples throbbed as he turned his head to ask, “Didn’t you say you’ve fished before? Don’t you know what this is for?”

Enna faced him candidly, “I used to fish in a pond, where we didn’t need to scatter these.”

A fish pond…

The image of a small pond stocked with fish flashed through Baron Lawrence’s mind. His lips tightened, but he didn’t say anything. Taking her hand, he picked up bait from the plate and scattered it out, patiently explaining as he did so, “The ocean is so vast that without scattering bait nearby, it’s impossible to attract schools of fish. These baits are specially crafted to release a scent upon contact with water, one that fish like, drawing them closer.”

His large hand naturally held Enna’s, and the scorching heat from his palm transferred through their skin contact, while his husky voice spoke close to her ear. At that moment, Enna experienced the same illusion she had when she tasted apple juice before.

However, an illusion was just an illusion.

She was only distracted for a moment when her wrist was firmly grasped, “Are you listening to me?”

Damn, she had actually zoned out while he was talking!

Baron Lawrence had the urge to strangle her.

Enna uttered a sound of realization and came back to her senses, nodding and saying absent-mindedly, “I’m listening. You said scattering the bait is to attract schools of fish, making it easier to catch them.”

Her inattentiveness seemed to touch a nerve in him. The man who had been patiently explaining sea fishing to her suddenly let go of her hand, pressed his lips together, and stopped paying her any attention.

Now, Enna fully grasped the situation. Seeing the displeased profile of his face, she felt an extreme headache coming on.