Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

“You should also drink a glass of milk.”

“Chef Uncle made steak too, you should eat some.”

“Right, and vegetables. You have to finish this vegetable salad, girl.”

Enna Clark looked helplessly at the growing pile of food in front of her, not knowing how to stop him.

It was Scott Harris who noticed her predicament. He quickly stopped Bobby Clark, who was about to bring her more fruit, and advised, “Young Master, if Ms. Clark eats this much all at once, it might hurt her stomach.”

Bobby was displeased, “But she hasn’t eaten anything all day! Eating a little bit isn’t enough!”

“Eating too much is bad for the stomach, really.”

Bobby pouted, “But eating too little is also bad for the stomach.”

“Lord Lawrence has already arranged for the kitchen to make porridge for Ms. Clark. I’ll order the servant to bring it out right away.” Scott Harris said respectfully.

“Dubious Man made porridge too?” How did he not know?

“Yes, Lord Lawrence arranged for a nutritionist to make porridge for Ms. Clark according to the daily dietary fiber intake required for humans. Young Master, you don’t have to worry about Ms. Clark’s health.”

Baron Lawrence arranged for someone to make porridge for her?

Enna recalled the conversation she heard at the stairway corner. He had also waited for 40 minutes to make honey water for her.

Perhaps for ordinary people, these 40 minutes may not mean much, but she knew that every second of Baron Lawrence’s time was extremely precious. His 40 minutes could hold a conference worth hundreds of millions.

Her heart was filled with indescribable sweetness and sourness.

Soon, Scott Harris had the kitchen bring out a bowl of steaming hot porridge.

Under Bobby’s watchful eye, Enna finished the porridge and was even forced to eat some vegetable salad. Her stomach was full, but Bobby still insisted that it was for her health, while still trying to make her eat some fruit.

Seeing that Enna really couldn’t eat any more, he finally stopped.

Throughout the whole dinner, the main seat at the table remained vacant.

After dinner, the servants cleared the table and reset it with fresh flowers and fruits.

Bobby excitedly told her about how Scott Harris had taken him to catch fish in the creek that afternoon. When he got to the exciting parts, he even spat as he spoke.

“Oh girl, I heard that there will be fireflies tonight. Shall we go and watch them together? I’ve never seen fireflies before.”

“Sure.”

Enna agreed readily.

Tobias suddenly jumped up, kissed her on the cheek, and held her arm sweetly, “I love you, girl.”

He was just a little kid, usually acting arrogant and pompous. Suddenly confessing his love so sweetly, Enna was a bit taken aback.

However, Tobias had already started planning what to bring tonight. “Uncle Harris said we could catch fireflies with a net. I also need to bring a bottle to keep the fireflies we catch.”

“I wonder if you can breed these bugs yourself. If so, it would be great to raise them in large quantities. So many people in Capital City have never seen fireflies; we could definitely sell them for a good price!”

“…Little money-grubber.”

Tobias put his hands on his hips and proudly retorted, “I call this having a good money-making strategy.”

Enna flicked his forehead and said, “We can go and watch the fireflies tonight, but we can’t catch them. If you put fireflies in a bottle, they will die overnight. They have dads and moms and good friends just like you. If they die, their parents would be heartbroken, right?”