Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 395: Chapter 395: Personally Carrying Her onto the Bed

Translator: 549690339

The air in the operating room was still filled with the smell of blood from the surgery.

The medical staff were cleaning up the instruments. Suddenly, someone barged in, startling them.

“Sir, you can’t come in here…”

“Get lost! ”

With just one word, the whole room went quiet.

Baron Lawrence rushed to the side of the operating table where the little woman with snow-white cheeks was lying, her eyes closed as if asleep.

On that delicate and beautiful face, the scars on her forehead were shocking!

Baron Lawrence’s eyes flashed with pain, and his fist tightened, his veins bulging on the back of his hand.

He shouldn’t have left that night.

Even if he heard her tell Wyndham Howell she didn’t like him and was only reluctantly with him for Bobby’s sake, so what?

At least they were together.

Legitimate, legal, and together.

He would have had plenty of time to make her gradually like him; hasn’t he already been patient for so long? Why did he have to turn and leave at that time? Why was he afraid to hear her say she didn’t like him? If only he had known what would happen to her alone in the hospital…

Baron Lawrence’s eyes turned bloodshot!

Every time he thought back to the way Enna Clark looked at the abandoned factory, he couldn’t help but feel the urge to kill!

Damn it!

Baron Lawrence slammed his fist onto the operating table, and the wound on the back of his hand tore open again.

The nurse in the operating room gasped in surprise, covering her mouth with her hand.

How could such a handsome man be so violent?

Tobias’ big eyes were still red, like a little rabbit’s. He had clearly been crying recently. He put his hands on the operating table, his teary eyes and baby-like voice hoarse from crying. He called, “Mom.”

“Mom, wake up.”

“Mom, don’t scare me.”

He was so pretty that when he cried, he looked like an angel, evoking a maternal instinct in any woman. A female doctor, taking pity on him, squatted down beside him and reminded him kindly, “Child, your mommy is fine.” “But… she hasn’t opened her eyes. Before, when the rabbit didn’t open its eyes, it never opened them ever again.”

He was talking about a time overseas when Grandma Panda had bought him a pet rabbit that had been bitten by the neighbor’s dog and lay bloody and motionless on the lawn. Grandma Panda had told him that the rabbit was just tired and needed to sleep before taking it away. But after that, he never saw the rabbit again.

The female doctor gently stroked his hair to comfort him. “That was a rabbit. Your mommy is fine. She just needs to rest. She’ll wake up once she’s had enough rest. Shall we take your mommy to the ward together?”

Tobias grasped Enna’s fingertip tightly on the operating table, nodding his head sensibly, “Okay.”

The female doctor stood up and, with a stiff upper lip, said to the gloomy man,

“Sir, we need to take the patient to the ward now. Please make way.”

She was particularly afraid of another “get lost.”

Unexpectedly, the cold man pursed his lips and ignored her. Instead, he suddenly picked up the woman from the operating table and gently placed her on a nearby medical cart. He personally grasped the handle of the cart. Turning his face, his cold, hawk-like eyes narrowed, a suppressed gaze fell on her, and his lips brushed together. “Where is the ward?”

The female doctor stared at him before regaining her senses, pointing outside the operating room and stammering, “It’s in the VIP 1 Area, Room 006..”