Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 1441: Chapter 1441: Who Says I Don’t Like It? Chapter 1441: Chapter 1441: Who Says I Don’t Like It? Baron Lawrence’s brows furrowed fiercely at first, and he wanted nothing more than to throw the item Enna Clark handed to him on the ground and stomp on it a couple of times.

But his body moved on its own, and his hand reached out before he realized it, and by the time he snapped back to reality, he had already accepted the bag Enna passed to him.

“What is it?”

Seeing that he took it, Enna said with full anticipation, “Open it and see.”

Baron Lawrence’s brows tightened even more as he opened the paper bag and took out the item inside. A black, simple dress shirt appeared before him, which he seemingly did not expect. He paused, then his brows furrowed again, “A dress shirt?”

“You went and bought a dress shirt for me?”

For some reason, the fiery rage in his heart didn’t seem to burn as fiercely anymore.

Scott Harris had mentioned that this woman went to a luxury store, and he thought she was buying clothes for herself. He had not expected her to pick out a dress shirt for him.

He looked at the dress shirt in front of him, his thin lips pressing together slightly.

Out of the blue, she went and bought clothes for him. It was a brand he often wore, and he roughly knew the price.

This woman went out of her way to buy him an expensive dress shirt. Was it out of guilt, or just a simple desire to buy him a gift?

If it was guilt… Baron Lawrence’s gaze turned colder.

“Yeah, I went specially to buy it for you. I suddenly realized I had never given you any gifts, and I didn’t know what to get you. I happened to be going out, so I thought about it and decided to buy you a shirt. I bought the brand you often wear, and the style you like. You should look good in it,” Enna finished speaking and then asked worriedly, “Um… don’t you like it?”

She thought that Baron Lawrence would like this dress shirt since most of his shirts were of this type, which meant he preferred this style.

The style and brand were correct; the likelihood of Baron Lawrence disliking the shirt was virtually nil.

But as Enna saw him looking at the shirt without saying a word for so long, she suddenly felt less certain.

He had been staring at the shirt for a full minute. The design and cut of the shirt were very simple, with nothing that should have merited such prolonged scrutiny, and his expression was not one of happiness, but rather…irritation!

Unless he didn’t like it, why else would he be irritated?

Enna had not expected that after carefully picking out the shirt, it would turn out to be one he didn’t like, and she reached out to take it back dejectedly, “Well, if you don’t like it, never mind, I’ll go and exchange it for another one tomorrow. What kind do you like? A white one?”

Her fingers hadn’t even touched the shirt when the man, who had been silent until then, suddenly pulled back, expertly avoiding her outstretched hand, “Who said I didn’t like it?”

“I never said I didn’t like it, not once from beginning to end!”

“But you…”

Baron Lawrence, as if knowing what she was about to say, lifted his head with his hawk-like eyes fierce, “Do I have to explain myself for taking a look?”

Domineering as hell!

Not just domineering but also hypocritical!

And childish!

His earlier behavior was clearly that of someone who didn’t like it that much. Now he was claiming he never said so.

Feeling a bit stifled, Enna said, “Then… do you want to try it on?”

This was the first time she bought him such a valuable gift. The only other time she took him out shopping for clothes, they bought items from a street stall for just 75 dollars, which was nothing compared to the gifts Baron Lawrence had given her.

Now that she was not short on money, of course she wanted to buy him a gift he would like.