Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 2175: Chapter 2184: He Doesn’t Want to Take Any Chances!

Rupert Harris maintained a cold, composed expression as he glanced at Enna Clark and said, ”I would do that regardless of what you said.”

His upbringing never allowed him to bully someone inexperienced, especially a gentle young girl!

So, Baron Lawrence was overthinking it!

”I wasn’t talking about you, I was talking about your woman. Make sure to tell her!” Baron Lawrence squinted his hawk-like eyes, not reassured, and spoke directly.

Rupert Harris’s eyes suddenly became a frozen lake, with flames under the ice nearly melting his icy exterior!

He gritted his teeth, saying each word deliberately, ”Rest assured!”

Adam Sinclair enjoyed watching the unfolding drama from the sidelines.

It was rare for him to see Harris angry. Indeed, Baron had a way with people.

”Alright, take your positions.” As the referee, enjoying the scene didn’t make him forget to raise the flag, whistle, and remind the four in front of the net not to waste time.

Baron Lawrence pulled Enna Clark away.

”Baron Lawrence, you shouldn’t have spoken to Young Master Harris like that earlier, Emily isn’t that kind of person...” Enna Clark staggered as he pulled her, yet still defended Emily Goldsmith.

Baron Lawrence dragged her to the left corner of the volleyball court, paused, and with a handsome yet impatient expression, interrupted her, ”I don’t care who she is, I only care if you’re at risk of getting hurt! Even if there’s a one in a million chance, I want to nip it in the bud!”

”Besides, do you know for sure Emily Goldsmith wouldn’t? What if she takes a dislike to you and hits you on purpose?”

Emily Goldsmith had been on a blind date with him before; this woman isn’t unaware!

Who knows if Emily Goldsmith might ’accidentally’ hit her!

He knew that if she got hurt, he would definitely be upset, angry, and might even place the blame! Harris would surely protect Emily Goldsmith, and he would make sure Emily Goldsmith paid the price! Rather than having a disagreement with Harris later, it’s better to say it upfront and give the Goldsmith woman a heads-up!

Better to have the unpleasant words out in advance!

This was his logic and principle in handling matters.

If Harris understood what he meant, he would remind Emily Goldsmith.

”Alright, you stay right here, and they won’t direct the ball your way. But just in case, if you see the ball coming, you still need to dodge.”

Playing volleyball, no one can guarantee where the ball will fly; in the heat of the moment, a slip can send the ball her way, so she shouldn’t just stand there dazed and get hit!

Enna Clark had never seen such a domineering and protective person.

Yet her heart felt warm, like soaking in a hot spring, indescribably sweet.

She no longer argued with him about what he had said to Rupert Harris earlier, nodding, ”Mhmm. Don’t worry. I can’t play, but I know how to dodge.”

After all, she now knew horse riding and fencing among other sports, she wasn’t really so weak that she’d need protection all the time.

Baron Lawrence gave her a deep look, seeing her confident face and those bright, smiling eyes, his throat suddenly felt dry, so he quickly averted his gaze, released his grip on her hand, and his lips barely moved, ”Good to hear.”

”Shh—” The whistle sounded again; Adam Sinclair really didn’t want to interrupt them, but these newlyweds had been cloyingly sweet for too long, so he had to remind them that their opponents were still waiting.

”Take your positions—Harris’s side will serve first. When I blow the whistle again, the match will officially begin. Get ready.”

He raised his hand, silently counting down with his fingers 3, 2, 1, and as the last finger fell, the whistle blew—