Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 1452: Chapter 1452: The person fell down unexpectedly Chapter 1452: Chapter 1452: The person fell down unexpectedly Enna Clark saw that he seemed to have thought of something, and, not wanting to interrupt his train of thought, she dared not speak throughout the journey.

It wasn’t until the car stopped outside the holiday villa that she tentatively asked, “Baron Lawrence, have you thought of something?”

Just then, the driver in the front seat brought the vehicle to a steady halt and hurried out to open the car door for them.

“Lord, Ms. Clark, we’ve arrived.”

Baron Lawrence restrained the emotions in his eyes, glanced at her, and said calmly, “Get out of the car.”

After speaking, he got out of the car first.

Seeing his reaction, Enna knew for sure that he had thought of something.

She hurriedly got out of the car as well.

But by the time she got out, the person who had exited first had already entered the villa, clearly having no intention of waiting for her or answering her previous question.

Enna Clark followed, feeling frustrated.

The villa was just as they had left it, even the glasses were still in their previous places.

The tall man with long legs took the lead and sat on the sofa, commanding like a lord, “Bring over a glass of water.”

“…” She wasn’t a servant!

Despite her frustration, recalling the image of him confronting Nicholas Lawrence without a second thought to protect her, Enna’s legs involuntarily moved towards the sofa. She bent down, picked up the glass, poured a cup of warm water, and placed it before him, “Here you go.”

The man on the sofa took the glass, leisurely took a sip, and just like that, his brow furrowed for a moment before he set down the glass.

Enna noticed that the warm water must have touched the wound on the corner of his mouth, causing him to subconsciously frown. She immediately said, “Wait for me a moment.”

Saying so, she ran back to the bedroom.

In no time, she came out carrying a medicine box, walked over to the sofa, sat beside the dignified man, opened the medicine box, and took out a cotton swab and disinfectant alcohol.

“Baron Lawrence, could you lift your head up a bit? I’ll apply some ointment for you.”

It was just a small cut at the corner of his mouth, and Baron Lawrence didn’t take it seriously; without a thought, he turned his head away, “No need.”

“You must apply some ointment!” Enna insisted on this point unexpectedly, firmly holding his head in place, leaning in close, and using the cotton swab soaked with disinfectant to clean the scraped area on the corner of his mouth.

Nicholas Lawrence had restrained himself under his anger, but even with Nicholas’s physique and strength, that punch, even though restrained, was not light.

Seeing the faint traces of bruising on his handsome face, Enna’s heart felt as if it was being squeezed, causing her a great deal of discomfort.

She took a deep breath, suppressing the uncomfortable emotions in her chest, and carefully began treating the wound on the corner of his mouth.

Baron Lawrence had impeccable features, and his thin lips were especially so—the color of rose petals, the shape like cat’s lips, and with a natural, slight curve at the corners that tipped up ever so slightly, even without a smile they seemed seductively beckoning a kiss, hopelessly sexy…

They were more attractive than the lips of any male star out there!

He could have been the model for a Dior lipstick blockbuster advertisement.

Even now, with a wound at the corner, there was an indescribable sense of decadent beauty to it, that kind of sex appeal seemed to emanate from his very bones, lazy and domineering, yet utterly intoxicating.

Enna Clark meticulously disinfected the wound, and just as she took out the ointment and was about to apply it with her finger—

At that moment, her waist was suddenly hooked by a hand, and with a fierce pull, she fell over, completely caught off guard—