Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 682: Chapter 682: I Like The Type With Some Flesh On The Face

People always say that pregnant women will gain weight, but he couldn’t see that at all when it came to Enna Clark.

Not only did she not gain weight, she seemed to have even lost some!

He really didn’t know where all the food she was eating was going.

The meals at home and at the Hilton Hotel were specially arranged by a nutritionist to suit Enna’s pregnant diet. It’s unlikely that she wasn’t getting enough nutrition from her meals. It must be her constant overthinking, burning off all her nutrients on useless matters!

Baron Lawrence’s gaze swept over the tiny woman’s sharp chin. The more he looked at it, the more annoyed he became. He grabbed Enna’s chin, and sure enough, it felt just as skinny as he had imagined. It didn’t have the softness it used to.

He hadn’t noticed before, but now he saw that she seemed to have lost quite a bit of weight.

His eyebrows furrowed once again, and his face filled with disdain. “Enna, where has the flesh on your face gone?”

“Flesh?” She reached up and touched her own cheek. It seemed she had lost some weight. “Isn’t it supposed to look better if I’m a bit thinner?”

“Who told you that?”

“The female stars on TV are all very thin. Having a sharper chin makes them look better on camera.”

“What’s so good looking about a sharp, monkey-like face?” He disagreed completely.

Enna shot him a reproachful look, reached out to pull his hand away from her chin, and said, “I think it looks quite good. A thinner face makes the features look clearer, and it makes your face look smaller. Small faces are in style now.”

She seemed to have lost her basic sense of aesthetics! Baron Lawrence let her go, pressed his thin lips together and grumpily countered, “The snake spirit has a small face, but she was still defeated by the gourd brothers.”

“…” The snake spirit was defeated by the gourd brothers not because of her small face and sharp chin, but rather because she had kidnapped the brothers’ grandpa. Her face size had nothing to do with it.

Baron Lawrence didn’t care whether these two things were related. In his opinion, if he thought they were, then they were. His squinted gaze once again fell on Enna’s slim face, which was becoming more and more irksome to him. He forcefully stuffed another piece of spare rib into her bowl and added, “I like the type with some flesh on their face. Don’t be randomly losing weight. Eat more.”

“Enough, I can’t finish it all.” Enna was caught off guard, and another rib made its way into her bowl. It was too late to duck, and she just accepted her fate.

She quickly moved her bowl away, afraid that Baron Lawrence would add another piece when she wasn’t paying attention. If he did, she wouldn’t be just gaining nutrition, she’d truly be on the verge of throwing up.

Under his watchful eye, she finished all the towering pile of food in her bowl.

She was so full her stomach was bulging.

Having barely swallowed down the last mouthful of rice, she saw another bowl of soup in front of her.

“Drink it.”

With a bulging belly, Enna pushed the bowl away and pleaded, “I really can’t eat anymore, I promise to drink it next time, but not today.”

“…”

“Eating too much is bad for one’s health, it can lead to acute gastritis. Baron Lawrence, I’m really full, look at my stomach, it’s already bulging.”

Having almost talked herself dry, the domineering man finally let her go.

Enna was relieved, quickly getting up. “I’m going to take a bath.”

With that, she scurried into the bathroom.

The sound of water splashing echoed.

The man sitting at the dinner table elegantly wiped his hands and stood up from the chair. His gaze was suddenly drawn to the iPad lying lonely off to one side. Taking long strides, he walked over…