Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 57: Chapter 57: Displaying many bikinis for her to choose from.

Before the host could finish speaking, the arrogant man had already bent over, lifting the little woman, who had rather burrowed herself into his embrace, in a horizontal carry and stepped out, his two long straight legs striding confidently…

“Handsome guy, you haven’t claimed your prize yet!”

The host, who had never seen a contestant neglect their prize, continued to shout after them.

“Handsome guy, wait up. You haven’t claimed your prize yet!”

Regrettably, the man had already walked far away.

As he walked back, he muttered under his breath, “What a waste. He refused even a free night’s stay in a five-star hotel. This world really has all sorts of oddities.”

The women reacted differently, looking with envious eyes at the retreating figures of the pair.

“Emma, did you see that? That was a princess carry- So MANLY, so handsome!”

“So domineering. How can such a top-notch man truly exist? It’s not like we’re filming a TV series, right?”

“Give me a man like that, I would willingly lose ten years of my life!”

“Who wouldn’t be willing if he’s that handsome.”

“Exactly.”

Enna Clark was carried all the way back to the hotel.

Scott Harris was already waiting at the hotel entrance. Seeing them return, he immediately approached, “Lord Lawrence, I apologize. I was negligent.”

“You know what you should do,” Baron Lawrence replied without glancing at him. His face remained expressionless as he brushed past him, still holding onto Enna.

Once inside the elevator, Enna finally snapped out of her sense of disbelief. She struggled slightly and said in a soft voice, “Baron Lawrence, put me down.” The domineering man turned a deaf ear to her.

Uncomfortable, she shifted again, “I can walk by myself, put me down please.”

“So dramatic!”, he retorted, but his body held her even tighter. Clearly, he had no intention of letting go. With a look of impatience, he snapped, “Behave, stop moving around! You’re the one who said you were too weak to stand, weren’t you?”

She was indeed too weak to stand, but it was embarrassing to have that spoken out loud…

Enna’s cheeks flushed a deep red. She wanted to refute him indignantly but feared that he would say something even more embarrassing. While she was tangled in her thoughts, thev reached the Penthouse Presidential Suite.

Baron Lawrence swiped his finger over the sensor at the entrance, and the door opened.

He carried Enna inside, placed her on the bed, and took out a bunch of brightly colored clothes from the cloakroom before tossing them over to her.

“Choose one you like and change into it.”

“What is all this?”

Enna was hit by the tossed garments. She picked one up, took a closer look, and her face immediately turned as red as a monkey’s bottom. She swiftly hid the garment behind her back.

Baron Lawrence had thrown her a pile of bikinis!

“What are you doing? Quickly choose one. ” The man, who had just made a cup of coffee, noticed her little action and threatened with a frown, “If you don’t choose, I’ll choose for you.”

“Why do I have to choose this?” Forced to pick up a white, slightly less revealing bra, she realized they were swimsuits. Her eyes lit up as she asked, “Are you taking me to the beach?”

“Just choose. You’re talking too much!” Baron Lawrence avoided her sparkling eyes and turned away, saying, “Change once you’ve chosen. I’ll wait for you. Be quick.”

“Change now?” She was a bit surprised.

The man gave her an impatient glare, his tone brusque, “Or when were you planning to change? When we are already in the water? If that’s what you want, suit yourself.”

So, he really was planning on taking her swimming…