Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart-Chapter 1689 - 1679: Both Domineering and Wilful

The kiss ended, and Enna Clark was almost out of breath.

The culprit, however, was in a good mood and got into the car first.

Enna’s lips were still slightly numb, and her cheeks were flushed. Although she shot him a few fierce glances, she still got into the car.

"Master, go to this place." She handed over her phone.

Pacifica was a place with an open culture, and many of the tourists here were honeymoon couples. So the driver wasn’t surprised by the kiss; after all, couples kissing on the beach were everywhere, and he was used to it.

He didn’t notice Enna’s flushed face. He took the phone, glanced at it, and then handed it back to Enna, giving an OK gesture towards the back. Then he started the car.

Soon, the taxi arrived at their destination.

Enna got out of the car first.

During the car ride, she had already made herself forget about that bold kiss on the main road. She calmed down again.

Baron Lawrence followed her out and looked at the decent restaurant in front of them, raising an eyebrow.

A dining place?

He thought this woman would take him to a street food stand again.

If Enna knew what he was thinking, she would certainly take him to eat street food again. Pity, she couldn’t read minds.

As she walked inside, she explained, "I checked online, and this Western restaurant has good reviews. You didn’t have much to eat tonight, so let’s have dinner here. Don’t you like Western food?"

"Welcome." The enthusiastic waiter at the door greeted them.

Just as Enna was about to step inside, her wrist was grabbed.

She turned around in surprise, not understanding, "Baron Lawrence, why are you grabbing me? Come on, let’s go in and eat."

"I lack blood!"

The man grabbing her wrist was dressed simply, with a silver-gray robe resembling a onesie, exuding an inexplicable noble aura. His exquisite features were like Apollo from Greek mythology. However, this ’Apollo’ was indeed like the sun, dictatorial like the sun.

Especially those dark eagle eyes. When he stared at someone, it was as if he was pinning them in place.

His thin lips had a distinct curve. Although they were very thin, they were very attractive. The corners of his mouth had a natural curve, making him naturally sexy when he spoke.

"Enna Clark, I lack blood!"

She blinked her eyes, thought for a moment, and said, "I’ll order some foie gras to replenish you later. Or is there something else you want to eat?"

Damn it!

A stifling feeling tightened in Baron Lawrence’s chest.

Anger welled up inside him with nowhere to vent.

He narrowed his eyes, not wanting to beat around the bush anymore, "Enna Clark, I want to eat what you cook."

"..."

"I said I want to eat what you cook!" What kind of reaction was she giving?

Enna finally responded, "Are you joking with me? We’re already at the restaurant entrance, and I even made a reservation."

"So what, let them leave the table empty," Baron Lawrence said indifferently.

Just a table, so what if he was happy and reserved the entire restaurant and left it empty?

Enna’s expression twitched, wanting to punch him. But seeing his slightly pale, colorless face, her heart softened. She stepped back from the entrance. Empty, so what? It was just one meal, no big deal.

She turned back, softly asking, "What do you want to eat then?"

"You’ll know when we get back."

When Baron Lawrence made a decision, he acted on it immediately.

Soon, his car arrived to take them back to the villa.

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