LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 93 - 93: She Looks Cute No Matter How You Look at Her
Chapter 93: Chapter 93: She Looks Cute No Matter How You Look at Her
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In the hospital corridor, people kept glancing over from time to time. Enna
Clark felt uncomfortable under their gazes and whispered to him, “Baron Lawrence, I can walk by myself.”
“Stop talking nonsense, you’ll have a chance to walk later,” he replied.
Having no choice, Enna could only let him push her to the back door of the hospital.
The driver had been waiting outside the back door for them, and he immediately opened the car door when he saw them approaching.
Ignoring her exclamation, Baron Lawrence horizontally lifted her from the wheelchair into the car, and the driver closed the door for them afterward.
The car steadily drove out of the hospital…
After a short while, the car stopped.
The driver quickly opened the door for them.
“Young Master Lawrence, we have arrived,” he said.
Baron Lawrence got off the car first, and Enna followed suit.
“This is…” She looked at the building in front of her in astonishment – Wasn’t this her elementary school from her childhood?
Scott Harris, who had been the housekeeper, also came along.
Seeing Enna’s shocked expression, he smiled slightly and said, “Miss Clark, if I’m not mistaken, this is where you attended elementary school.”
Why did he bring her to her elementary school?
Enna couldn’t help but glance at the man beside her.
His side profile was bathed in the morning light, arrogantly noble and utterly disheveled. His imposing aura was like that of an emperor, dazzling and irresistible, making it impossible to look away.
At that moment, Baron Lawrence suddenly turned his head and his gaze met hers!
With his thick eyebrows rebelliously raised slightly, and his long, slightly curled eyelashes, his deep, icy eyes appeared wild and unbridled. “Why are you looking at me? Come on,” he said.
Enna leaned towards him, and he grabbed her hand roughly, their fingers intertwined as he turned back around.
“Is everything I asked for prepared?” he asked.
Scott Harris bowed respectfully, his suit impeccably neat. “Everything has been prepared according to your instructions,” he replied.
Enna was curious, “What have you prepared?”
Baron Lawrence curved his lips, in a good mood. “Why ask so many questions?
YOU just neecl to rollow me!”
Enna suddenly felt a headache, with pain in her temples and her entire body aching.
She was dragged into the school forcefully.
With Baron Lawrence in a good mood, even the bodyguards following him heaved a sigh of relief.
God knows how bad Young Master Lawrence’s temper had been during the days when Miss Clark was in the hospital, just like a ticking time bomb waiting to explode!
They sneaked a glance at Enna and felt a sense of relief. Mr. Harris was right; Baron Lawrence’s temper had really improved a lot after Miss Clark’s arrival. Indeed, Enna Clark was Baron Lawrence’s nemesis.
Enna had no idea that she had become the embodiment of restraint towards Baron Lawrence in the eyes of the bodyguards. The arrogant man yanked her along, his long legs taking large strides as her shorter steps struggled to keep up. Stumbling after him like a ragdoll, she nearly tripped several times, and he still complained that she was too slow.
Thankfully, the cement ground of the school was exceptionally flat, or else she would have suspected that she might fall flat on her face being dragged like this.
Enna was dragged through the school gates by force.
As soon as they entered, waves of nostalgia washed over her.
Every tree and blade of grass in the school felt incredibly familiar to her: the location of the playground, the rubber track, and the horizontal bars that every school would have.
Her attention was gradually drawn to every detail within the school.
Especially when she saw the horizontal bars, her eyes couldn’t move away.
Baron Lawrence noticed her reaction at some point, and suddenly let go of her hand, asking, “Do you want to play?”
Before Enna could respond, he looked magnanimous and said, “Go ahead and play, I’ll wait for you. There’s no rush..”