Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 1481: Chapter 1481: The turning back rate is definitely one hundred percent Chapter 1481: Chapter 1481: The turning back rate is definitely one hundred percent Baron Lawrence didn’t think there was anything strange about what he had said. If Scott Harris had been there, he would have bought the entire stall by now.

But since Scott wasn’t around, and he still wanted to take her around the Night Market, carrying too many things would be a bother. That’s why he had asked Enna Clark to choose whatever she liked.

The two young girls who were looking at the earrings at the stall immediately turned their attention to them, mainly focusing on Baron Lawrence, while Enna Clark was just glanced at in passing.

When they caught sight of Baron Lawrence’s handsome profile beneath his mask, an excited look involuntarily appeared in the girls’ eyes.

This man is so handsome!

Is he a professor at their school?

Since when did their school have such handsome teachers? But from his attire and demeanor, he didn’t seem to be a student like them.

The boss selling the items brightened up as much as the two girls did, except that she was excited about the prospect of a buyer.

Almost at the same moment Baron Lawrence finished speaking, she started pitching to Enna Clark, “Beautiful woman, what would you like to buy today? We have everything here. It looks like you have ear piercings, how about checking out some earrings?”

“These two pretty girls just picked out a couple of pairs of studs. The styles are quite nice, why don’t you take a look?”

“No, no need. I already have a lot of earrings at home.”

Enna Clark had only gotten her ears pierced because Olivia Lewis wanted to, but was too scared, so she dragged her along.

She wasn’t particularly fond of wearing jewelry; unless it was for a necessary occasion, she rarely wore anything on her ears.

Somehow wearing earrings always felt uncomfortable to her.

“Oh, is that so…” The boss’s eyes flickered with disappointment, but she quickly shifted her attention, recommending a pair of couple’s bracelets, “Then how about you and the handsome guy get a pair of bracelets? They’re quite trendy among university couples lately. Look here, I have blue and white ones, black and white ones, and even pink and fluorescent green. The design is simple and elegant, and it won’t look too feminine on a man. With your boyfriend’s good looks, wearing a couple’s bracelet would definitely turn heads a hundred percent of the time.”

She wasn’t exaggerating at all, as Baron Lawrence’s appearance and aura alone meant he would turn heads wherever he went, regardless of what he wore.

But that hundred percent head-turning rate had nothing to do with the bracelet.

Enna Clark was about to say there was no need.

However, the man beside her seemed to show interest, picking up one of the black bracelets the boss had piled in front of them to take a look.

His hands were well-defined, long and pale.

Even though the bracelet he was examining appeared to be a cheap knockoff worth just over ten dollars, in his hands, it gave the illusion of a genuine, brand-name item.

But the sport bracelet was too crudely made upon closer inspection, clearly using substandard rubber.

Suddenly turning his head with interest clear in his proud eyes, Baron Lawrence asked her, “Enna Clark, what do you think?”

“…” He can’t be serious about buying it, can he?

Enna Clark’s mouth was agape with surprise.

What a joke.

Wasn’t he the choosy type who only wore a few designated brands?

Something like this cheap knockoff, selling for just over ten dollars, should look like trash to him, shouldn’t it? With his mysophobic tendencies, that he would actually be so enthusiastically holding a cheap bracelet and asking for her opinion…

Had Mars collided with Earth? Or had Baron Lawrence been switched out for someone else?

Her astonishment was too evident. The man, who had just been brimming with assertiveness, suddenly narrowed his eyes, and with teeth clenched, gripped her hand tightly, discontentedly saying, “Enna Clark, what’s with that expression!”