Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 927: Chapter 927: Keep Calling Her Name

After saying that, she found herself amused.

Baron Lawrence was so drunk, it would be strange if he felt any pain!

She lowered her gaze and began to carefully treat the wound on the back of his hand.

Luckily, his physique was robust. An ordinary person, losing control and punching a wall like that, would definitely damage their bones, but other than lacerations and torn flesh, his tendons and bones were surprisingly fine.

After disinfecting the wound with alcohol, Enna Clark found some anti-inflammatory drugs and applied it to his wounds. Having done all that, she took out some gauze and carefully wrapped his injuries.

Throughout the process, Baron Lawrence didn’t say a word, sitting there quietly, letting her handle his wounds.

“Done.”

After tying a knot in the gauze and cutting off the excess with scissors, Enna organized the scattered items by the bed and took out two stomach medicine pills from the medicine box, placing them in his hand.

Then she stood up, brought over a glass of water, and said, “Take the medicine.”

Baron Lawrence glanced at the pills in his hand and then at her, frowning!

Smelling the alcohol on him, Enna seriously doubted he knew what medicine she had given him. Just as she was about to explain, she saw the frowning man pop the pills into his mouth, take the glass of water from her hand, and swallow them down without a moment’s hesitation…

As if even if she had given him poison, he would have swallowed it without hesitation!

Obsessive! Focused!

Enna was shocked, and in the moment she was dazed, her wrist was seized again, only this time, it wasn’t just a simple grab. With a forceful yank, she fell into a hug filled with the scent of alcohol.

His strong arms wrapped tightly around Enna Clark’s waist, firmly locking her in his embrace.

Enna struggled a bit but couldn’t break free and said somewhat helplessly, “Baron Lawrence, let me go…”

“I won’t!”

Through gritted teeth!

Rendered exasperated by him, Enna complained, “Let go of me first; you don’t plan to hold onto me like this the whole night, do you?”

“Why not?” As long as he wanted to!

Baron Lawrence showed her through his actions what ‘wanting to’ really meant.

Enna felt the world spin as she was pulled onto the bed, sinking into the soft Sealy mattress…

The handsome face of the man propped above her drew infinitely close, so close that if he blinked, his eyelashes seemed like they could brush against her face.

At such a close distance, their breaths nearly intermingled, and Enna could smell the strong red wine on him mixed with a hint of mint.

The closer he was, the clearer his features became.

Sharp short hair, a fair forehead, a straight nose, and those eyes that could make one fall into them with just a glance!

“Enna Clark,” his breath heavy with alcohol, washed over her as he spoke.

Enna furrowed her brows and resignedly responded, “Mmh.”

“Enna Clark.”

“Mmh?”

Baron Lawrence stared at her intently, unconsciously, his thin lips parted as he called her for the third time, “Enna Clark.”

This time Enna didn’t respond. She realized he just wanted to call her name, to which she responded or not, he would keep calling.

Sure enough…

The fourth call followed soon after.

“Enna Clark.”

One after another, as if he never tired.

Enna’s ears were about to form calluses from listening.

Suddenly, he intensified his tone, seemingly dissatisfied with her lack of reaction, “Enna Clark!”