Chapter 930: Chapter 930: I Already Have Soone in My Heart
He rembered that last night he might have said sothing to her.
His head ached terribly, yet he couldn’t recall what he had said to Enna Clark.
Damn it!
What had he said to her?
Baron Lawrence’s brows were so furrowed they could almost kill a fly, but he just couldn’t rember.
Seeing him gripping her wrist and remaining silent, with a frown on his face that indicated discomfort, Enna pulled away from his hand and said, “I’ll go get a glass of water.”
As she spoke, she got up, fetched a glass of water, and handed it over, “Drink so water.”
Baron Lawrence stared at the glass in front of him. The image of her returning ho with Lyle Westbrook last night flashed through his mind again, and a wave of inexplicable irritation surged up. He tightened his face, reached out, and took the glass.
In his hands, the glass conveyed a warm temperature.
Warm water?
A glimr of surprise flashed in his hawk-like eyes, but it quickly disappeared. He held the glass and took a sip.
The warm plain water flowed into his stomach, relieving the discomfort of the hangover.
His sowhat pale complexion also eased a lot.
Shit!
Why did he think the water tasted so sweet? Could it be that this woman had put sugar in it? But he clearly hadn’t seen her put any sugar in.
Baron Lawrence took another sip to confirm that there was no sugar in the water—it was his sense of taste that brought the sweet sensation.
Enna watched him sip intermittently, exhaled deeply, and calmly said, “Baron Lawrence, Wyndham Howell and I really have nothing between us. I explained this before, I didn’t expect to encounter the sa situation again, and yet you still think there’s sothing between him and .”
A trace of helplessness flashed through her eyes and brows. She took a deep breath and suddenly reached out, snatching the glass from his hand, saying irritably, “How big do you think my heart is, that it can fit so many people? I’m the sa as you, with only enough room for one person. Once I’ve let that person in, no one else can enter!”
I’m the sa as you, with only enough room for one person.
Once I’ve let that person in, no one else can enter!
Baron Lawrence’s dark eyes instantly narrowed to the size of needle tips!
“What did you say? Say it again.”
Enna simply bent down, leaned in close to him, t his domineering, aggressive eyes full of possessiveness, and repeated firmly, “I said I’m like you, my heart isn’t big enough to fit so many people.”
She took his hand and placed it on her chest.
The scorching heat from his palm passed through the fabric to her, and for a mont she felt awkward, but she quickly beca natural again, looking straight into his eyes continued, “Soone is already in here, so there won’t be anyone else.”
Essentially, that person is a maniac with strong control and possessiveness, and a temper that’s both explosive and overbearing!
Falling for such a person ant her sense of aesthetics had been twisted.
And she couldn’t twist it back anymore, nor did she intend to.
Enna Clark had planned to take this opportunity to solve all their issues at once. However, Baron Lawrence hadn’t given her the chance; in a dizzying whirl, she found herself pinned down on the bed, the water from the glass spilling onto the bed sheets. She let out a startled yelp, struggling to get up.
“Baron Lawrence, the water spilled, let go.”
“Don’t bother with it!”
The man pinning her wrist let out hot breaths on her face, his hawk-like eyes unblinking as he stared at her, as focused as if she were the only thing in the world that he could see, his voice hoarse as if restraining sothing, “Enna Clark, repeat what you just said!”
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