Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 2130: Chapter 2139: They Really Got Married!

The two of them simultaneously handed over the boxes containing the rings.

Gigi, being quite small, despite Bobby having repeatedly explained the procedure to her, couldn’t help herself. When Enna Clark took the ring, she tilted her head and called out in a cute voice, ”Kitty~ hold me~”

Hearing this, Bobby quickly handed the ring to Baron Lawrence and dragged her off without hesitation—decisive and straightforward!

Poor Gigi barely had time to act coy before being forcibly taken away.

Baron Lawrence opened the ring box, took out the ring, and pulled over Enna Clark’s hand to slip it on.

Dominant and overbearing!

After Enna Clark was forcibly slipped on the ring, she slowly opened the ring box in her hand, took out the custom wedding ring inside, and said to him, ”Baron Lawrence, left hand.”

The wedding ring, unlike what everyone expected, was not a very extravagant and glamorous style but the simplest band design.

It was still a silver ring.

He already had a ring on his finger, which was the silver ring he previously took from Enna Clark.

Enna Clark pulled over his hand, took off the previous ring, and put the wedding ring on his finger.

The silver band slowly slid onto his slender finger. One couldn’t deny that Baron Lawrence’s hands were very beautiful. Rarely did men look so good wearing rings; he truly wore it with an aura of nobility.

Enna Clark quietly squeezed his finger and immediately released it.

The Pope, confirming their ring exchange, solemnly declared, ”The bride and groom have exchanged vows and accepted rings. In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, I declare you husband and wife. God has united you, and no one shall separate you. Amen!”

”Clap, clap, clap.” A round of applause erupted below.

Tiffany Clifford and Olivia Lewis clapped until their hands turned red.

Olivia Lewis had witnessed how difficult the journey had been for Enna Clark, and at this moment, her eyes turned red. It wasn’t until Adam Sinclair silently took her hand that she felt a little better.

The Pope donned a benevolent smile, gently looking at the two, softly saying, ”Now the groom may kiss your bride.”

”Kiss!”

”Kiss!”

The crowd below joined in the chants.

Enna Clark, overwhelmed by the chants, didn’t know where to place her hands and feet. However, the man opposite her seemed completely unfazed by the many onlookers. With a long arm, he hooked it around Enna Clark’s waist, pulled her into his embrace.

Those dazzling eyes, brighter than stars, were locked tightly on her. One hand held her nape, giving her no chance to evade. The soft lips suddenly descended.

His lips were soft, kissing with a minty coolness. At first, he tentatively brushed against her lips; the next second, he became assertive, prying open her lips, conquering—

The kiss bore the weight of long-held restraint and release.

It was like he couldn’t control himself, as domineering as a raging fire.

Initially, Enna Clark was too conscious of the many people watching to respond. However, later, with his masterful technique, she couldn’t resist, unknowingly following his lead and responding.

Not responding was one thing, but responding was undoubtedly like pouring fuel on the fire.

Baron Lawrence’s throat went dry, and the hand on her waist tightened slightly, his eagle eyes gradually darkening, suddenly deepening the kiss.

The intensity was as if he intended to absorb her into himself.

But Enna Clark couldn’t notice any of this; an endless rain of rose petals and ribbons fell around her, and she was entirely immersed in his scorching kiss—