Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 1493: Chapter 1493: If You Don’t Want to Fall into a Meat Patty, Then Don’t Move Rashly

An hour isn’t particularly long, nor is it especially short.

In the blink of an eye, time had passed.

Suddenly, Scott Harris’s voice rang out inside the helicopter, “Lord, Ms. Clark, we have six minutes left, and we are about to reach our destination. We can see it already.”

Reached the destination?

Enna Clark gazed outside but couldn’t see it clearly yet.

The man who had been working with his head down beside her had suddenly closed his laptop and stood up.

At 185cm tall, he already looked quite tall, but standing in the helicopter, he seemed even taller.

Broad shoulders, narrow waist, the simple black shirt and trousers he wore looked nothing short of perfect on him!

Baron Lawrence stood up and took a set of safety harnesses from next to him, strapping it on himself first, then said to Enna Clark, “Stand up, let me help you with yours.”

“Why do we need to wear this?” Even though Enna obediently stood up, she couldn’t help but ask him.

Baron Lawrence threaded the safety harness through her arms and around her waist, his handsome face serious. His lips met briefly as he said, “If you don’t want to end up as a pancake, just put it on obediently!”

Don’t want to end up as a pancake?

What does that mean?

Baron Lawrence didn’t explain to her, but bent down to tighten the buckles around her waist. It wasn’t until he tightened the straps that he realized how slim this woman’s waist was.

Shit!

Didn’t she eat regularly?

Why was she so thin?

His lips pressed together, and he pulled the strap to the tightest loop, which finally made it fit snugly and not so loose.

“Legs.”

“Hmm?”

Enna Clark hadn’t reacted yet when she saw him crouch down and pass his hands over her left leg.

She instinctively shifted away.

Her ankle was then forcefully grabbed.

“Don’t move around!”

As a strap went around her left leg, Enna gradually relaxed.

So he was strapping her into a safety belt…

But this position… it was too intimate!

Unable to help herself, she shifted again.

The next second, the hand holding her ankle tightened, and the man looking up from his crouched position narrowed his eagle-like eyes and threatened, “Try moving again, and see what happens?”

If she moved again, she wouldn’t need to wait for the surprise; he would just throw her onto the sofa and sternly correct her.

Having been with him for so long, Enna Clark could tell when he was truly threatening and when it was just talk.

Whenever there were flames flickering in his eyes, that was definitely not the time to provoke Baron Lawrence!

Even though the way he secured her safety belt was a bit intimate, Enna Clark held still without fidgeting, standing rigidly as he buckled the belt around her.

After the final metal buckle clicked into place, Baron Lawrence released his hands and stood, saying, “Done.”

“Check yourself to see if anything’s not tight.”

Enna Clark lifted her arms and moved them slightly, only then realizing that although the safety belt seemed to be just some bandage-like straps with a few square metal buckles, it actually felt quite heavy when worn. Especially the one around her waist with a dangling connecting joint, it felt even heavier.

“No, it’s all tight,” she replied.

“That’s good, just give it another check,” he said while picking up another safety harness to strap onto himself.

Before assisting Enna Clark, he had only put on the most basic layer for himself, and had not yet secured all the straps like he had done for Enna.

For activities like this one, comprehensive safety measures must be in place beforehand. The safety harness must secure the hands, feet, and waist completely to prevent any accidents from happening.