Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 1578: Chapter 1578: The Most Dominant and Romantic Man

Her heart thumped loudly, as if it was about to burst through her chest.

He slightly frowned, feeling a tinge of annoyance, wishing he could press down on his heart.

Damn it, why was it beating so erratically!

Enna Clark felt a surge of sweetness inside her and a smile appeared on her face, a sly question twinkling in her eyes, “Can I say no?”

Baron Lawrence’s heart was struck by a sudden blow!

His handsome face turned dark in an instant.

The hand gripping her arm involuntarily tightened, and flames seemed to light up in the depths of his dark eyes, as if wanting to burn a hole through her, he gritted his teeth and responded, “No!”

What did she mean, she wanted to reject his proposal?

Baron Lawrence had never even considered the possibility that Enna Clark would reject him, so he was inexplicably irritated.

Damn it, she actually wanted to reject him?!

Hadn’t Scott Harris said that they were almost at the point of marriage before? Back in Linton City, it seemed like they had even obtained a marriage certificate, which simply wasn’t recognized here in Country W.

They had already gotten a marriage certificate, and she still wanted to reject him?

Baron Lawrence couldn’t help but squeeze harder on her arm, staring into her eyes with a threatening tone, “You can only use one word to answer.”

He stopped just short of outright demanding that Enna Clark could only say ‘yes’.

Enna Clark felt a twinge of pain as her arm was unconsciously gripped too tightly, inwardly cursing herself for playing dead, but she couldn’t help the sweetness flooding her heart, much like honey smeared inside. She met the man’s impatient, domineering gaze and said, “I still want to say three words.”

Baron Lawrence felt as if someone had carved open his chest, ripped out his heart, and clenched it fiercely. His heroic brows furrowed as if they were knotted, and his complexion looked terrible.

Before he could utter a threat, Enna Clark softly said, “I do.”

One second it was icy hell, the next it was as if he were soaking in a hot spring.

Baron Lawrence couldn’t describe his roller-coaster emotions, but his lips honestly curled up. His eyes fixed on Enna Clark without blinking, he asked hoarsely, “What did you say? Say it again.”

His hands still held onto Enna Clark’s shoulders, and as he lowered his head to speak, his breath spilled over her face.

“I do,” Enna Clark repeated calmly, offering a genuine smile, “As long as you’re willing to marry, I’m willing to marry.”

As soon as her words fell, her mouth was blocked by another’s.

Her lips felt a gentle touch, and Enna Clark thought it was another overbearing, passionate kiss. Unexpectedly, Baron Lawrence wasn’t as forceful this time. Instead, he was gentle, patient, tracing the contours of her lips, deepening the kiss bit by bit…

The sky was full of stars, the most romantic confession lit by the scattered light before her, and there stood the domineering, juvenile, but attentive man in front of her. Enna Clark slowly closed her eyes, responding to him.

The night breeze blew gently, and Scott Harris felt truly happy for the couple.

He quietly stood in a corner of the rooftop, capturing the romantic kiss under the star-filled sky with his phone.

He then crafted a message and sent it to the person Baron Lawrence had previously instructed.

Not long afterward, in a car at an intersection below the Lawrence Headquarters Building, Skye Lawrence’s phone pinged twice.

She withdrew her gaze and emotionlessly opened the photo. Her grip on the phone tightened abruptly upon seeing the image of the couple sweetly embracing. She instructed the driver, “Let’s go back.”