Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart-Chapter 921 - : What’s Your Reason for Being Angry?

Chapter 921: Chapter 921: What’s Your Reason for Being Angry?

The petite woman in front of him had a delicate, melon-seed face; although her features weren’t the kind to stun on first sight, she possessed a clean and comfortable temperament. She seemed very uncomfortable, continuously writhing in his arms, her lovely, slender brows also furrowing, her body shrinking backward…

It gave him an overwhelming impulse to pin her down on the bed and take her forcefully!

But…

His breathing intensified!

His dark pupils deepened from light to shadow.

He hadn’t expected Enna Clark to be with Wyndham Howell, and even less so for Wyndham to bring her back. The moment he thought back to calling her and hearing she was with Wyndham, his breath felt stifled, and his chest constricted to the point of suffocation!

His handsome face turning ashen, Baron Lawrence’s grip on her hand involuntarily tightened—

Enna Clark’s hands were clamped against the wall by his vice-like grip, causing her extreme discomfort. She struggled ceaselessly and, upon realizing she couldn’t break free, her bright eyes flared with anger, and her red lips parted, “Baron Lawrence, you’re hurting me!”

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“…” The man pressing her wrists against the wall said nothing, nor did he let go, firmly pinning her there with no intention of easing up even slightly.

Anger surged in Enna Clark’s eyes. She endured it for a moment and then reminded him again, “Baron Lawrence, you’re gripping too tightly, my wrist hurts.”

“You know pain?” Does she know how heartbroken he is!

Seeing her walk with Wyndham Howell, getting out of Wyndham’s car, his heart felt more pain than if it had been stabbed twice!

Enna Clark believed she had done nothing wrong; she had no reason or grounds to be treated this way by him, “Why wouldn’t I know?”

This woman!

Baron Lawrence’s temples throbbed uncontrollably, his eyes blazing with fury at the person who dared to talk back.

Enna Clark met his gaze forthrightly, her eyes clear and bright, “Baron Lawrence, what’s your reason for being angry?”

“If you have a reason to be angry, I can accept you taking it out on me. But if you take it out on me without reason, I can’t accept that.”

“If it’s because I went to see Gigi alone, I already explained over the phone. It wasn’t that I didn’t seek you out first. You were not at the hospital. I called you, but the signal was poor, and you didn’t pick up. I called Mr. Harris, and he didn’t pick up either. I couldn’t wait any longer, so I went to see Gigi myself.”

Her voice had the power to soothe irritation, lessening somewhat the oppressive feeling emanating from the cold man, but he still pressed against her, showing no sign of letting her go.

In his eyes lingered the image of her getting out of the car with Wyndham Howell, and just thinking about the length of time they had spent together made him uncomfortable! An exceptional discomfort in his heart! That discomfort made him want to immediately drag her into the bathroom and cleanse her.

He didn’t like Wyndham Howell, even less the way Wyndham looked at Enna Clark!

What he liked the least was the scent of another man on her!

He thought so and thus acted, his face stern. Abruptly releasing her, he tugged Enna Clark toward the bathroom.

Enna Clark suddenly found herself free, thinking he had taken her words to heart.

To her utter surprise, she was pulled into the bathroom and before she could react, the tall, proud man let her go and grabbed the showerhead; a stream of warm water poured down on her head…

Caught off guard, Enna Clark was drenched, the warm spray soaking her hair and clothes in an instant, her clothes sticking to her body in a most uncomfortable way…