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“I checked.”
Why did this woman have an expression as if he did sothing extrely outrageous? If she hadn’t made a phone call behind his back, would he have looked into her call records?
As it turned out, she had indeed lied.
Since she lied, what was wrong with him checking her call history?
Enna Clark couldn’t believe that Baron Lawrence had checked her call history and did so with such righteousness and as a matter of course. Suddenly, she felt a sense of oppression, just like his ubiquitous control when they were in Linton City, making it hard for her to breathe.
She forcefully held back the rising wave of anger, her lips whitening, and looked into the man’s eyes, “I did talk to Wyndham Howell last night, but he only called to tell about the adult education courses. It was my fault for not telling you the truth. I didn’t an anything by it; I was just afraid you’d misunderstand again like last ti.”
Little did she know, he not only misunderstood but also made it worse than before.
“Why would you attend his class at Veridian University if you don’t want to misunderstand?” Baron Lawrence felt particularly irritated just thinking of the scene where they were laughing and walking together tonight.
Enna was so infuriated that she laughed bitterly, emphasizing, “I didn’t even know he taught at Harbor City University before tonight. It was just a coincidence this evening; I only walked with him because it was on the way. Are you telling that I can’t even walk on the sa path with soone of the opposite sex?”
Baron Lawrence cut her off decisively, “That’s right, you can’t!”
Because he would be jealous, he would go mad! Enna bulged her eyes, suddenly shaking off his hand, “You’re unreasonable!”
With that, she turned and walked away…
Baron Lawrence grabbed her wrist in one swift motion.
“Let go!” Enna turned her head, her bright eyes moist, relying on the last bit of stubbornness to keep herself from looking too awful.
Baron Lawrence saw the redness around her eyes and slowly loosened his grip.
Enna quickly withdrew her wrist from his hand, turned and walked away quickly. At the sa ti, her vision blurred, and tears silently slid down her cheeks.
She hurried to a quiet corner of the hospital corridor and garden, suddenly stopped, squatted down, buried her head in her knees, and sobbed loudly.
It was as if she wanted to vent all the grievances she had suffered tonight through her suppressed crying.
She didn’t see the tall man standing silently in the shadows at the corner, slowly clenching his fist…
Enna cried for 20 minutes, finally feeling a little better.
She wiped her tears, went to the bathroom to wash her face, and made sure the person in the mirror didn’t look too haggard. Then, she hurriedly went to the store outside the hospital to buy two baskets of fruit and brought them to Wyndham Howell’s hospital room.
Since Mr. Howell was a doctor and the chief surgeon at City Hospital, he was arranged a separate room.
When Enna walked in with the fruit, he was receiving his infusion. He looked much better than before.
“Mr. Howell, would you like a pear? I’ll peel it for you.”
“Sure, thank you.”
“You’re welco.” Enna pulled out a fruit knife, sat down by his bed, and quietly began peeling the pear.
The warm orange light in the hospital room shone on her face, a strand of her hair fell on her cheek, looking gentle and tender. Wyndham Howell couldn’t help feeling calm and soothing, his elegant gaze fell on her reddened eyes that looked like she had cried, his eyes becoming serious….
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