Baron Lawrence didn’t know if she was trying to seduce him.
But he was already stirred by her words, "anywhere you want."
He pressed his thin lips together, suppressing the fire that ignited again in his lower abdon.
Damn it.
He had just managed to quell the earlier fire, and this woman wanted to play with fire again!
He wished he could toss her onto the bed right away, pin her underneath him, and tell her how foolish her teasing behavior was!
However, Baron Lawrence still considered Enna Clark’s condition; even though his lower abdon was tense with desire, he chose to restrain himself.
The seaside road at dusk was crowded with people, and there were many couples.
But the most attention-grabbing duo was still them.
It wasn’t Enna Clark sitting in the wheelchair that was so noticeable, but the man pushing it was simply too dazzling.
Dazzling like a top male model on the move.
He exuded a high and noble aura beyond that of a top male model!
With his height and presence, it was hard not to notice him!
Baron Lawrence was long used to being stared at; he didn’t care about the occasional glances directed at him as he pushed Enna Clark slowly along the seaside road...
Enna Clark was also used to the attention whenever she went out with him, and she could now ignore it. She opened her arms, breathing in the sea breeze deeply—
The stale air in her lungs was replaced with fresh air, and she felt much lighter.
She closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation of the sea breeze on her face, comfortable and pleasant.
She didn’t know how beautiful she looked with her eyes closed, arms wide open embracing the sun and breeze, prompting frequent glances from passing n.
Baron Lawrence originally didn’t want to interrupt her, but those astonished looks from the n were unbearable for him.
His temples throbbed, and he reached out, tousled Enna’s neatly tied hair, and commanded irritably, "Enna Clark, weren’t you here to take a walk? Then walk properly, stop flirting!"
"..." Sitting in the wheelchair, Enna Clark had her rare mont of relaxation interrupted and looked back at him, annoyed. "When did I flirt?"
"Just now!"
"What did I do that was flirting?"
All she did was open her arms and enjoy the breeze.
"I say you were flirting, so you were flirting. You just have that look, isn’t that possible?" Overbearing and unreasonable.
Enna Clark, "..."
"Are you hungry? Do you want sothing to eat?"
Distracted by his question, her stomach growled in agreent, and she nodded honestly, "Yes."
Baron Lawrence pushed her for another round. When they reached the end of the seaside road, a stretch Lincoln was already waiting for them.
The driver saw them and imdiately got out of the car, greeting respectfully, "Lord, Young Madam. Please get in the car."
He spoke while opening the door.
"Sit tight!" Without a word, the tall, handso man naturally bent over in front of the driver, scooped her up along with the wheelchair, and loaded her into the car.
The driver knew that even before the Lord married the Young Madam, he wanted nothing more than to treasure her in his hands. Yet seeing this scene, his understanding was refreshed.
It seed he needed to pay more attention to Young Madam from now on; any commands from her would need to be attended to imdiately.
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