Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 213: Chapter 213: Going to her house for dinner tonight!

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Indeed, Baron Lawrence wanted to turn into a wolf, but he restrained himself. He swallowed, leaned forward, and placed a kiss on Enna Clark’s forehead.

“Morning.” His voice, heavy with drowsiness, was as silky and seductive as satin.

“Morning.” Enna replied dryly.

Baron Lawrence rolled over, fully embracing her in his arms. Stretching out his cheetah-like body, he lazily raised his phoenix eyes and said, “Enna, I’m hungry.”

He had been ‘hungry’ many times before, but not once was it the kind of hunger ordinary people feel.

So she couldn’t help but wonder if there was a strong hint in his current ‘hunger’ as well.

However, this time she misunderstood him. Baron Lawrence was indeed hungry. After working all night without sleeping or eating breakfast, he was truly hungry.

But the moment was too perfect, and despite the strong protests from his stomach, he didn’t want to move.

“Enna, I’m hungry.” He emphasized once more, and this time there was indeed a hint in his words.

With the scorching hot arm around her waist, Enna quickly jumped up, “I’ll go get you some takeout.”

The next second, she was pulled back to the bed. “No need, let’s go out to eat.”

“Where to?”

“You’ll know when we get there.”

The reason he had worked all night was to clear his daytime schedule today.

He glanced at his watch, got up, and said, “Let me change my clothes first, wait for me.”

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Ten minutes later.

Enna got into the Ferrari that had been rear-ended this morning.

Although the car was a Ferrari, its design style was different from the average sports car, leaning towards a more low-key and restrained look. If it weren’t for the Ferrari logo, it would seem no different from an ordinary Volkswagen.

She buckled her seatbelt and suddenly remembered something. Turning her head, she said, “By the way, Baron Lawrence, was it you who shifted my show to the late-night slot?”

Late-night slot?

He thought about it. Yes, that was true.

“At that time, I planned to slowly grind you down, so I moved you to the late-night slot.”

Enna didn’t understand the relationship between grinding her down and shifting her to the late-night slot.

As if seeing her confusion, Baron Lawrence spoke while driving, “Without you by my side, I suffer from insomnia.”

SO?

“Listening to your voice barely allows me to sleep.”

It turned out he had given in for her sake! Enna didn’t know what to say. She opened her mouth and said, “You knew I had Bobby, if I moved to a late-night slot, I wouldn’t be able to pick him up from school or take care of him properly.”

Baron Lawrence didn’t even blink, his cold and stern voice said, “Of course, you should prioritize me!”

“You don’t need to worry about the time slot change. I will talk to them another day and undo the change.”

Enna was quite happy that he agreed without hesitation. “Thank you.”

Baron Lawrence glanced at her, his thin lips curving upward, obviously in a good mood. He took the initiative to mention, “I had Scott Harris buy out your neighboring place. I’m coming over for dinner tonight.”

“Tonight? To my house?” Was he kidding?

Bobby would be home!

“You have a problem with that?” He sounded displeased with her response.

Enna pursed her lips and still braced herself to tell him, “… I haven’t actually discussed your situation with Darling yet. ”

Hisss-

The sound of tires screeching against the ground was sharp and piercing.

The car pulled over to the side of the road –