Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart Chapter 1936 - 1946: Bobby’s Endless Worries

"I think she’s ugly too!" Bobby stood on the sa front, like an old man worriedly turned his head to remind Enna Clark, "But ugly ones can be troublemakers, woman, you should be cautious. It’s best to ask Uncle Harris to keep an eye on her."

There’s no such thing as resemblance without reason in this world, just from the fact that the woman tried to entangle the Dubious Man earlier, you can tell she has ill intentions.

Won like this can’t cause much of a storm, but it’s still prudent to be cautious; sotis a single bad apple can spoil the whole batch!

The Dubious Man is soon going to marry Enna Clark, so having soone keep an eye on such disruptive elents can’t go wrong.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Busybody." Enna Clark couldn’t help but laugh at his old-man-like deanor, patting him on the head to distract him, "Didn’t you want to buy orange juice? Hurry up, the movie’s about to start."

Bobby opened his mouth, wanting to say more.

But Enna Clark was quicker, hastily added, "I know, I’ll ask Hayes to have soone keep an eye on her, don’t worry."

The ’country-concerned’ handso young boy finally relaxed his furrowed brow, "That’s more like it."

He turned away, shifting his focus to the counter, pointed at various drinks and said, "I don’t want orange juice anymore, I want Mirinda!"

Mirinda is also a type of orange juice, but it’s soda.

"No way." Enna Clark refused without thinking, "Orange juice or lemon water, you can only pick one."

"I want to drink Mirinda today..."

Enna Clark stood firm on the principle, avoiding his pitiful look, said, "You’ve already had Hot Pot Skewers tonight, so you can’t have soda. If you want it, you can have it tomorrow."

"Cheapskate!" Bobby muttered reluctantly, "I’ll drink orange juice."

Compared to lemon water, orange juice tastes better.

With a smile in her eyes, Enna Clark gently said to the counter girl, "Could you please give two small cups of cola, one cup of orange juice, and one popcorn."

"Sure, please wait a mont."

The counter girl quickly prepared the items and placed them on the counter, sneaking a glance at the tall and handso man standing nearby, said, "Your total is 6.75, would you like to pay with cash or phone?"

"Cash, please." She happened to have change.

Enna Clark took out 6.75 from her wallet and handed it over.

The counter girl took the money and brightly said, "Thank you for your patronage, enjoy the movie."

Enna Clark picked up the items from the counter, distributed the drinks to one big one and one small one, and handed the popcorn to Bobby, "Here, the movie is about to start, let’s go in."

"Alright." Bobby hugged the popcorn and followed by her side.

Baron Lawrence then walked on her left, the three entered the cinema one after another.

The ticket checker cut the tickets for the three of them, watched them enter, then whispered secretly.

"Is that a family? The man looks so handso."

"And that kid, the kid is also really handso, so cool at such a young age, he’s definitely going to be a heartthrob when he grows up."

"You’re focusing on the wrong thing. With such a handso husband and son, this woman is the real winner in life, right?"

"Indeed, saving the galaxy in a past life must be what it took to et such a handso man and have a son with such excellent genes, it’s truly winning at life. Why can’t I et soone like that?"

"If everyone could et such people, they’d have spent this life saving the galaxy."