Enna Clark stayed with Bobby watching TV until nearly 11 o’clock, and Bobby finally fell asleep.
When she tiptoed back to the bedroom, she realized that the person in the room was still awake. She glanced at the man still playing on his phone and asked in surprise, "Baron Lawrence, why aren’t you asleep yet?"
"Waiting for you!" He slowly put away his phone in front of Enna Clark and said.
Enna Clark rubbed her sore neck, walked over, lifted the covers, and got on the bed, saying, "Let’s sleep, it’s already very late, and I’m really tired today."
"Okay." The light in the bedroom was turned off.
Enna Clark lay down, her neck just touched the pillow, feeling so comfortable that she couldn’t help but sigh.
Just as she was comfortably lying down, suddenly, she felt her wrist being grabbed. The next second, she was pulled into a warm embrace.
"Ugh, Baron Lawrence." She tried to push him away, but instead of succeeding, her own hand was grasped.
Hot breaths whispered by her ear, "Don’t move, let’s sleep!"
But this position...
Enna Clark wanted to shift her position, but before she could move, her body suddenly tensed up, and she dared not move again.
The man’s breathing by her ear beca heavier; she could sense that the person holding her was trying to restrain themselves and adjust.
She thought she wouldn’t be able to fall asleep in such a situation. In the end, she overthought it. Perhaps due to today’s exhaustion, as soon as she closed her eyes, she drifted into a deep sleep...
The once-rigid body in his arms gradually relaxed, along with even breathing sounds.
Baron Lawrence, however, couldn’t fall asleep. He opened his eyes in the dark, staring intently at the person in his arms, as if trying to stare her awake.
Yet, he didn’t move, maintaining the initial position to allow the person in his embrace to sleep more comfortably.
He had already searched online about how to present oneself when eting the parents for the first ti and also called Rupert Harris to ask how he t Emily Goldsmith’s parents.
He roughly figured out what to do tomorrow.
Apart from the gift for Old Madam Habsden, he also needed to prepare a gift for Edward Jackson and, on top of that, so practical nutritional supplents.
Other than that, it’s all about manners and smiles!
Even though he said so, for so reason, he still felt a kind of invisible tension. No matter how difficult things had been before, he had never been so nervous as he was now, unable to sleep.
This ti, it was just to et an older person, yet he was truly so nervous he couldn’t sleep...
The night grew deeper, and it was still long...
...
The next morning, Enna Clark woke up feeling refreshed.
She had slept soundly last night, enjoyed quality sleep, and thus felt full of energy this morning.
When she got up, there was no one on the bed.
After she washed her face and brushed her teeth, changed her clothes, and left the room.
In the living room, the person who should have been sleeping next to her had gotten up early and was already sitting at the dining table in the living room having breakfast. But from his appearance, he looked as if he hadn’t slept well all night, with weariness showing at the corners of his eyes.
Didn’t he sleep with her last night?
Enna Clark walked over curiously, pulling out a chair beside him and sitting down with a smile, she greeted him, "Baron Lawrence, good morning."
"Morning, Ms. Clark, would you still like soy milk and fried dough sticks for breakfast?" Scott Harris, sitting next to Baron Lawrence, greeted her brightly.
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