Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 1213: Chapter 1213: Miss, there’s movement over there! Chapter 1213: Chapter 1213: Miss, there’s movement over there! Just as she was engrossed in watching the hottest news story of the moment, it suddenly experienced a refresh difficulty and was then replaced with an image of a slap in the face.

That image featured a chubby little Dumpling with a mysterious smile, repeatedly getting slapped on the mouth, inexplicably hilarious and awkwardly cute.

That image…

Enna Clark was so shocked she couldn’t close her mouth. She had seen that image before on her son Bobby’s iPad, which he often used.

Damn, could Bobby have hacked the website?

She felt it was very likely!

After all, having witnessed how her Bobby could upgrade a cheap locator into a precise one just by changing the system in half an hour, she no longer doubted her son’s genius.

When she went back to the news page, sure enough, it wasn’t just that one story.

All of the top, hottest news stories had been replaced with the same comically ugly face-slap image…

Immediately after, she heard a ding from her phone signaling a new message.

Opening it, she saw it was from Bobby, and the content was simple and rough—”Woman, when will you be done with your work? Call me for a video chat when you finish tonight, I want you to tell me a story. Remember, let me know as soon as you’re done, I’ll be waiting for you.”

The corners of Enna Clark’s lips couldn’t help but rise, her bright eyes became so soft they were a mess, and that inexplicable discomfort in her heart vanished completely in an instant.

She lowered her head and quickly sent a message back.

Soon, a reply came—”Then I’ll wait for you. Hurry up, if you don’t call me in ten minutes, I’m going to call you. Gigi is waiting too. P.S., No watching TV or surfing the internet to waste time!”

Enna Clark had already seen the news online, so how could she not know that the last sentence he casually added was the real point behind his many words.

Probably the wanting to listen to her tell stories before sleep was just a cover, he was really worried she might see the news on her phone before going to bed.

However, Enna Clark felt a warm satisfaction in her heart.

She asked Scott Harris, “Mr. Harris, could we go a bit faster?”

“Sure.” Scott Harris stepped on the accelerator and the Lincoln shot off like an arrow toward the little western-style house…

…

The next day, the morning sun fell upon her face, and Enna Clark opened her weary eyes.

Due to staying up late, even though she woke up naturally, her head throbbed as she got out of bed. She sat up for a few minutes before the pain started to ease.

Enna Clark got up from the bed, walked to the washroom, and when she looked in the mirror, she was startled by the reflection of a face marred by exhaustion and obvious dark circles.

Last night she had been tormented by the energetic Bobby until after two in the morning when she fell asleep, vaguely remembering he was still awake.

He went to great lengths to prevent her from seeing the news on her phone, refusing to hang up the phone and not allowing her to do anything else.

She went from telling the story of the Ugly Duckling to Snow White and then to One Thousand and One Nights, speaking until her voice was hoarse. Bobby wouldn’t let her off the hook, insisting until her eyes couldn’t stay open and she, unable to resist, fell asleep.

Enna Clark turned on the faucet, scooped up a handful of cold water, and splashed it on her face.

Her entire being became alert as the cold water hit her face, and the symptoms of a sleepless night seemed less pronounced.

As she was about to wash her face and tie her hair up, the phone beside her suddenly rang.

Now, whenever Enna Clark heard the phone ring, she had a conditioned response of her heart leaping with dread. She picked up the phone, relaxed a bit upon seeing it wasn’t Bobby’s number, and then put the phone to her ear, “What is it?”

“Miss, there’s been some movement over there!”