Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 1318: Chapter 1318: Why Didn’t You Message Me Yesterday? Chapter 1318: Chapter 1318: Why Didn’t You Message Me Yesterday? “President Lawrence, President Lawrence,” the receptionist, reacting much faster than Enna Clark, blushed and looked at the man walking towards her with an adoring gaze that gave her the appearance of a nervous female protagonist.

However, the Apollo-like man didn’t even glance her way, brushing past her and walking straight up to Enna Clark, grasping her wrist with a strong, domineering anger, “Where did you go earlier?”

Enna was startled by his flurry of actions, and when he came close and questioned her, her mind went blank.

Earlier? What earlier?

And, wasn’t he under temporary hypnosis? Hadn’t he forgotten her? By her calculation, they had just met yesterday, didn’t they? Baron Lawrence’s reaction made her feel like it was back to when they first met, that dominating presence, the incredibly strong sense of possession.

It was as if he already had feelings for her!

Enna was shocked by the thought that had just popped into her head.

Her clear eyes looked towards the man whose face still bore flames of anger.

It shouldn’t be…, should it?

She knew her own worth.

She definitely wasn’t the kind that would make someone fall in love at first sight, nor was her height and figure exceptionally attractive. Overall, she could be considered slightly above average at best.

Baron Lawrence probably couldn’t have developed any special feelings for her after just yesterday’s brief interaction, right?

After all, her eagerness to make him remember something yesterday made her seem more like a scheming woman trying to seduce him.

So what was he implying now?

What was he angry about?

Enna was overwhelmed by Baron Lawrence’s series of actions, and at this moment, the anger in the man’s eyes was burning even brighter!

This damned woman, she’s actually zoning out in front of him!

It was the first time a woman had ever been so distracted before him!

He couldn’t help but tighten his grip on Enna’s hand, his handsome face becoming even more furious as he gritted his teeth and said, “Are you mute? Why didn’t you send me a message yesterday?”

This time Enna reacted, her eyes widened in astonishment as she looked at him, “…You were waiting for my message yesterday?”

Baron Lawrence’s face contorted, as if he had swallowed a fly. He furrowed his brows then, suddenly realizing he had said too much, he released her hand, turned away, avoiding Enna’s gaze, and indifferently dropped the sentence, “You heard wrong!”

Enna, “…”

He had shouted so loudly when he was angry, and her ears weren’t deaf; how could she have misheard.

But President Lawrence didn’t give her a chance to respond; after briefly turning away, he then turned back with an unhappy expression and asked, “What did you want to see me for?”

“I…” Enna calmed down, looked into his eyes, and said directly and frankly, “I made some food and thought I’d bring it for you to eat.”

“Food?” Baron Lawrence had not expected her to make food for him. The previously overcast mood suddenly brightened up as if a ray of sunshine had pierced through; he suddenly felt much better, and his expression lightened considerably from before, “What kind of food, and where is it?”

“Just two simple dishes. I’m not that great at cooking…”

Before Enna could cushion the blow for him, the stern man impatiently cut her off, “Where’s the stuff you brought?”

“At the reception.”

Only then did Baron Lawrence notice that there was indeed a thermal container at the reception. In the past, he might have considered the blue thermal container to look rather effeminate, but at this moment, it surprisingly pleased his eye.