Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 2849: Chapter 2858: Send Him to Bed

Baron Lawrence casually tossed a sofa cushion to him, ”There’s a small bedroom next door. Go sleep there if you’re tired. Later, when you play games, put your phone on silent so as not to wake your Mummy.”

If Bobby dared to wake her up, he would unhesitatingly have Scott Harris take him home, and he wouldn’t be allowed to stay again!

Bobby caught the cushion with delight and whispered, ”I know, I won’t disturb my woman.”

He sensibly found a corner of the sofa to settle into, sitting cross-legged with the cushion Baron Lawrence had thrown to him placed comfortably behind his back as he took out his phone.

The hospital room was very quiet.

But Bobby felt relaxed.

His woman was lying in the hospital, and if he went home alone, he wouldn’t be able to sleep. Now being able to stay by her side like this, even without speaking, he didn’t feel as bad.

Bobby pursed his lips, first pulling up the stock market on his phone and seriously studying it, deciding to help Olivia Lewis earn some more money.

While having dinner, he heard Uncle Harris say that this time it was all thanks to Auntie Olivia risking herself to block a bullet for his woman. Otherwise, his woman might have died. Though he couldn’t repay Auntie Olivia like the Dubious Man, he wanted to do what he could to repay her.

He couldn’t lose his woman. He didn’t want to become a child without a Mom.

So he was really thankful to Auntie Olivia, deeply thankful.

In any case, he had already decided that if Uncle Adam dared to bully Auntie Olivia in the future, he would be the first to stand up for her. Meanwhile, he’d also watch out on Grandpa’s side for any Tall, Rich, and Handsome prospects for Auntie Olivia. If Uncle Adam proved unreliable, he would immediately introduce them to Auntie Olivia...

Luckily, Adam Sinclair had no idea what he was thinking at this moment; if he did, he’d definitely want to thank his whole family.

Bobby nestled on the sofa, browsing stocks for a while before closing the stock app and playing a few rounds of games. He played until his eyelids began to droop, then yawned, stubbornly rubbing his eyes, ready to get up to get a glass of water to keep going.

Who knew that the moment he stood up, the man busy working across from him—almost as if he had eyes on the top of his head—suddenly said, ”It’s one o’clock, go to sleep.”

Bobby pouted, his beautiful dark eyes glanced towards Enna Clark, turned back, and stubbornly said, ”I’m not sleepy, don’t want to sleep yet.”

Baron Lawrence put down his documents, looked up at him, squinting authoritatively, ”I’ll give you ten seconds to decide: One, go sleep next door. Two, let Scott Harris take you home to sleep. Your choice.”

Bobby suddenly panicked, ”Didn’t you just say I could stay here?”

Baron Lawrence raised his left wrist, staring at the watch on his wrist, expressionless as he began counting, ”10, 9, 8, 7...”

Bobby, both angry and anxious, watched as he was about to hit 3, 2, 1, and quickly interrupted, ”I’ll go sleep next door. Going right now.”

Baron Lawrence immediately stopped, gave him a glance, and said indifferently, ”Go on.”

Bobby, suppressed multiple times by him, had no ability to resist and vowed to grow up to be more powerful than Baron Lawrence. He grudgingly moved to Enna Clark’s bedside, quickly kissed her on the cheek like a shy little lightning bolt, and then darted into the room next door—