Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Enna Clark pretended not to notice the sarcasm in his words and followed behind him.

As soon as they reached the door, it opened.

A familiar and affectionate voice came out from inside, “Young Master, you’re back… uh… Enna?!”

Auntie Merry, excited, stepped forward and grabbed Enna’s hand, “Is it Enna? You’re back?”

“Where have you been these past few years? Why didn’t you call? I thought you and Young Master… It’s good that you’re back, it’s good. Are you hungry? Why are you still in your pajamas? Aren’t you cold?” She asked her questions one

after another.

Enna felt at a loss, for the first time wanting to flee in embarrassment.

Baron Lawrence watched her coldly, showing no intention of saving her from the situation, and went straight inside, “Why are you still standing there?

Come in!”

Enna hurriedly followed him.

The villa’s interior was the same as it was five years ago, even the furnishings were the same.

For a moment, she felt dizzy. But that only lasted a moment, as she immediately noticed a group of people standing in the living room other than herself.

Among them was a man in a white coat, who stood out, and there was a chair placed beside him.

Enna slowly stopped walking, “What’s that?”

Baron Lawrence, who was walking ahead, ignored her, elegantly took off his coat and threw it on the sofa, commanding in a low tone, “Sit her down!”

“Yes, Young Master Baron.”

A few black-clad bodyguards came up and directly pressed Enna into the chair.

Enna was shocked and struggled, “Baron Lawrence, are you crazy? What are you trying to do? Let me go!”

Her heart kept sinking…

The man admired her blushing face, as it turned from white to red, before sitting down on the sofa. A servant next to him poured him a glass of champagne, and he took a sip, sitting cross-legged, nonchalantly speaking.

“Adam Sinclair, shall we begin?”

Begin?

Begin what?

Before Enna could figure it out, she saw the young man in the white coat, holding a notebook, walking towards her with a scholarly smile on his strangely handsome face, like a fox, “Miss Clark, we meet again. You probably don’t remember me, let me introduce myself – I am Adam Sinclair, General Lawrence’s personal doctor. I handle everything from his physical illnesses to all kinds of complicated and difficult cases.”

“Shut up! ”

Baron Lawrence glared at him, and Adam Sinclair smiled, winking at Enna.

‘ Enna didn’t say anything.

He continued, “You don’t have to be afraid. He just wants to clarify some issues, but he is afraid you won’t cooperate, which is why he brought you here.” Enna quickly looked back at the impatient man sitting cross-legged.

Is he sick?!

Breaking into her house early in the morning, kidnapping her by force, just to ask her questions?

What does he want to know? Why go to all this trouble?

Baron Lawrence was also looking at her, her gaze instantly meeting his.

Dominant! Overbearing! Unreasonable! With strong possessiveness!

Enna’s heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that he has found out something?

No, it’s impossible.

How could he know about Bobby?

“Miss Clark, your heartbeat is too fast. No need to be nervous, relax, we are starting..”