Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 1348: Chapter 1348: Help Him Choose Clothes Chapter 1348: Chapter 1348: Help Him Choose Clothes Ten minutes later, Enna Clark found the medicine box and used a cotton swab to treat the wound on his nose bridge. She finally managed to stop the nosebleed.

However, injuries were still visible on his face.

The patch of crimson on his handsome nose bridge was particularly noticeable. Thankfully, his good looks kept it from being too comical!

“Done,”

Enna put down the cotton swab, tidied up the messy medicine box, and set it aside. She was just about to stand up and put the medicine box back when her waist was suddenly embraced and she was pulled into someone’s arms.

Caught off guard, Enna fell against the man’s solid chest, her hands propping against his chest, trying to get up.

“Baron…”

She had just begun to speak when her mouth was covered by a warm sensation—Baron Lawrence bit directly into her upper lip.

“Hiss—” Enna sucked in a breath of cold air from the pain.

At that moment, the man biting her took the opportunity to invade her space, conquering territory.

The kiss was domineering and forceful, as if he intended to meld her into his body!

When the kiss finally ended after much difficulty, the domineering man at last released her. His deep eyes were unfathomably dark, and his sensual thin lips were even more colorful from the recent kiss, touching lightly, “Now we are even.”

“What?” Enna genuinely didn’t understand and asked in a daze.

She didn’t know how her blank stare, eyes wide open, appeared to the man.

Baron Lawrence took a deep breath, clenched his fist, and managed to control himself from pouncing on her and giving her a thorough lesson on the meaning of being even.

“You just bumped into my nose bridge,” he extended his hand, his fingertips brushing over the corner of Enna’s lip where he had bitten, “I bit you in return, now we’re even. Understand now?”

His fingertip’s temperature was higher than that of Enna’s lips. Suddenly understanding his meaning, she jolted as if struck by electricity, and sprang up, “Understood, understood.”

What kind of reaction was that?

Baron Lawrence, dissatisfied, narrowed his eyes, sat up, and glanced at the stains on his white shirt with a frown, “I need to change my clothes.”

As he got up and walked halfway, he suddenly stopped and pulled Enna along inside, walking and saying at the same time, “You help me change!”

Caught off guard, Enna was dragged into the President’s office’s suite by him, only to discover that inside was not only a fully equipped lounge but also a cloakroom of 20 square meters, filled with Baron Lawrence’s clothes, shoes, and ties.

“Help me pick one out,” Baron Lawrence, after pulling her in, casually ordered with both hands in his pockets.

“Me?”

“Do you see a third person here?” he asked impatiently.

Enna resignedly started searching.

Clothes in the cloakroom were neatly arranged by category, with expensive custom suits as well as casual thin sweaters and more.

Enna glanced over, noting the similarities with the clothes in his castle room, which were mostly in simple black and white styles, and the designs leaned towards business casual.

As she picked, she asked without turning her head, “Do you have any plans later?”

If he did, she would choose a suit; if not, she’d pick something more casual.

“There’s a friend’s gathering tonight, and you’re coming with me!”

Enna abruptly turned her head and saw his take-it-for-granted handsome face, feeling frustrated, “…” Was this a last-minute notice?

But since it was a gathering with friends…

She picked out a distinctive one from the pile of thin sweaters.