Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 1041: Chapter 1041: Punching the Cotton Chapter 1041: Chapter 1041: Punching the Cotton Enna Clark quickly prepared another cup of honey water and handed it over, acting as if the awkward incident had never occurred. She said naturally, “Grandpa, your throat seems uncomfortable, have some honey water to soothe your lungs.”

Old Master Lawrence stared intently into her eyes, as if trying to see through her.

The more he looked, the tighter his brows furrowed, and at the point where they seemed about to knot, he set his face in a serious expression, reached out his hand, and knocked over the cup of water Enna had handed him—his piercing eyes as if penetrating the heart, he spoke decisively, “You don’t have to put on a show in front of me. No matter what you do, I will not approve of you. I don’t disapprove of you because of your personality; I simply don’t approve of you as a person. I will never agree to you being with Baron.”

To be precise, it was her status he disapproved of.

In the past, he disapproved because her status didn’t match Baron’s.

Now, he disapproved because her status represented danger.

As the head of the Lawrence Family, he knew how much wealth the Habsden Family possessed, and he was aware that an alliance through marriage with the Habsden Family meant a union of two powerful families, which would be beneficial to the Lawrence Family.

But as a person, as a grandfather, he was unwilling to let his grandson, whom he had raised and set his hopes upon, fall into danger.

Even if that danger could benefit the family!

Enna was stunned for a moment, not expecting him to be so blunt. After all, in their previous encounters, although Old Master Lawrence’s stance had been very firm, he had never expressed it so directly.

It seemed something had happened that made the Old Master change his attitude, deciding to tell her more straightforwardly that he didn’t like her.

Enna didn’t react with shock, panic, or rush to explain or ask why, as Old Master Lawrence might have expected.

She just made a sound, you know, then turned around to pour another glass of water. When she had adjusted another cup of honey water and offered it to him again, she even had the mood to jest, “I just counted, there are thirty-two cups left in the cabinet, Grandpa, you can smash thirty more times. I’m not in a hurry; if smashing doesn’t make you feel better, keep smashing. I’ll just bring you another cup after you’re done.”

Old Master Lawrence had been dominant and authoritative all his life, whether in the business world or social circles. He was unmatchably tough and overbearing!

In his decades-long life, this was the first time he felt like throwing a heavy punch into cotton.

No, wait!

This was not the first time he felt like his punch had landed in cotton!

His eyes darkened, and he nearly lost control, his moustache almost bristling as he emphasized again, “I think you didn’t hear me clearly, so I will say it again. No matter what you do, I will not be moved, nor will I change my mind. I have only one stance, and that is I do not agree to you being with Baron!”

Enna felt helpless; she really thought Old Master Lawrence’s personality was too similar to that someone else’s, a fortified version of sternness, perhaps. Maybe because of the resemblance, during such a serious moment, she felt no pressure at all. She calmly looked at the Old Master and replied, “I heard you crystal clear, Grandpa. Have some water, I can tell your voice is already a bit hoarse.”

I can tell your voice is already a bit hoarse.

Old Master Lawrence was left speechless!

Enna pushed the honey water closer to him and continued, “Drinking more honey water is good for the elderly, especially those with a cold, since it can moisturize the stomach and intestines. Let’s talk about anything else after you’ve finished drinking.”