Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 1355: Chapter 1355: Young Master Lawrence, Can I Come In? Chapter 1355: Chapter 1355: Young Master Lawrence, Can I Come In? This club was property of the Sinclair Family.

Besides entertainment and dining, of course, there were places to rest.

After bringing Baron Lawrence to the room he usually used on the second floor, Adam Sinclair said, “I’ve arranged for the manager to send a new set of clothes over right away, so you just wait.”

“Mm.”

“Then I’ll go downstairs first.”

“Go ahead.”

Adam Sinclair casually pulled the door shut behind him.

Impatiently surveying the room, Baron Lawrence felt an annoying stickiness on his arm where the alcohol had spilled, contributing to an uncomfortable sense of irritation.

He carelessly took off his sweater, and just as he was about to throw it into the trash can, the image of a petite woman holding the sweater and smiling blossomed in his mind. His motion suddenly froze, and changing direction, he tossed the sweater onto the bed instead.

Then, bare-chested, he walked toward the bathroom.

“Splish splash…” The sound of running water filled the air.

Ten minutes later, he had finished bathing and came out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe. The deep blue silk robe gave him an indescribable sense of elegance and sexiness, especially the subtle glimpse of his abdominal “Adonis belt”, which was temptingly seductive!

His hair, too, was washed and dripping wet.

Baron Lawrence casually grabbed a towel and sat down on the sofa to dry himself.

“Knock knock.” At that moment, there was a knock on the door, “Hello, I’m here with the clothes. May I come in?”

A woman?

A flash of distaste passed through the cold man’s eyes.

What was Adam Sinclair doing?

Why send a woman to deliver his clothes?

Didn’t he know that he didn’t like strange women getting close to him?

Annoyed as he was inwardly, the clothes had already been delivered and couldn’t just be sent back.

Moreover, that woman was still waiting for him downstairs.

As much as Baron Lawrence was irritated, he still said, “Come in!”

After a rustling noise at the door, someone came in, “Young Master Lawrence, the manager sent me to bring you your clothes.”

The voice of the female server was exceptionally sweet, so tender it seemed as though water might drip out of it.

“Put it over there.”

“All right.”

Gideon White shyly lifted his eyes to the strikingly handsome man on the sofa, his cheeks starting to blush uncontrollably like they were brushed with high-quality rouge, stunningly beautiful.

He wasn’t the kind of beauty that required heavy makeup, with a petite face and large eyes that seemed innocent and pure no matter what angle they were viewed from, while also having a curvy figure, the type that men liked most in a woman.

He hesitated as he walked, clenching his fists under the clothes as though psyching himself up.

Just as he was about to reach Baron Lawrence, he stumbled and unexpectedly tumbled into the man’s arms.

“Ah.” Startled, he let out an exclamation, his rosy lips slightly parted, eyes filled with panic, seemingly endearing like a frightened deer. He struggled to get up, stammering in a panic-stricken sweet voice, “I-I-I’m so sorry. I’ll get up right now.”

Yet he wriggled bonelessly in the man’s embrace.

The noble aroma of sandalwood mixed with the scent of shampoo invaded his senses; his limbs grew weak, and he looked up with watery eyes at the handsome features of the man, his gaze filled with admiration and adoration.

Any man would find it hard to remain indifferent to such a look, unless he wasn’t a man at all!

Gideon White was ready for whatever might happen next.

However, what he hadn’t expected at all was…