Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 653: Chapter 653: Wanting Some Solitude

She spent all night mulling over these questions, resulting in a sleepless night.

The next day at noon, the nurse brought her lunch.

Seeing her tired face, the nurse couldn’t help but ask, “Miss, didn’t you sleep well last night? Do you want to rest a bit more?”

“Give me the iPad,” Enna Clark said calmly to her.

She had pondered all night and decided to face it.

Even if Baron Lawrence was truly getting engaged to another woman today, she wanted to see it through to the end!

Otherwise, she wouldn’t believe it!

“Um,” the nurse hesitated.

Enna Clark looked at her calmly with clear eyes and stretched out her hand, “I remember Mr. Jackson said that I could use the iPad anytime I wanted, I need it now, please give it to me.”

She was using her usual gentle tone, but it forced a kind of irresistible command.

“Yes, Miss,” the nurse dared not disobey her, took out the iPad and handed it to her.

Enna Clark sat on the sofa and opened the iPad.

She hadn’t looked at it all night.

The news in the morning was almost all about the engagement, all about the engagement banquet.

She chose a live stream media and clicked on it.

The screen was aiming at a luxurious castle-like mansion. The reporter was continuously introducing the castle-like house, and the camera occasionally zoomed in to show the other media squatting nearby, aiming their long guns and short cannons at the lavish mansion.

“Now it’s noon, according to the customs of Country W, the engagement banquet will be held this evening. Lawrence Corporation is still quiet, we have no idea if the inside couple has gotten up and what they are doing. But it’s okay, we’ve prepared eight drones at the wedding venue, which is committed to shoot the on-site videos of the engagement banquet from all angles. Stay tuned, we’re in Country W, I’m your reporter…”

Before he could finish his sentence, the luxuriously eye-popping metallic gate opened, and a limited-edition Lincoln Stretch Limousine drove out from inside.

In addition to the Lincoln, there were eight black Lexus cars following around.

There were many reporters on the scene, but no reporter dared to stop the convoy for an interview.

The screen flashed for a moment, and Enna Clark saw the man in the Lincoln who looked incredibly noble.

He was wearing a light blue shirt today, only a side profile, but enough to turn a lady into a libertine.

Enna Clark’s heartbeat skipped a beat, aware that she was watching the news, aware that they were now separated by an ocean, but in that moment, she almost wanted to shout at him.

As if, if she shouted, the man in the car would notice her.

However, the Lincoln swiftly passed by, and the screen had switched back to the excited reporter’s introduction. Enna Clark turned off the video with a heavy heart.

She then scanned other news, there were news about Baron Lawrence, there was news about Emily Goldsmith.

From the popularity of the news and the madness of the media, it could be seen that their marriage alliance was indeed sensational.

With such a sensational effect, Baron Lawrence … Didn’t he have no choice but to get engaged?

It felt like she had been punched in the chest, it was heavy, the discomfort was unspeakable.

Seeing her put down the iPad, the nurse softly said, “Miss, please have some lunch.”

Enna Clark had no appetite at all now. She lifted her head, her pale face looked extraordinarily tired, “Just leave it there, I’ll eat it in a while. By the way, could I not be disturbed today? I would like to be alone and quiet for a while.”