Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 431: 431: The Scent of Perfume on His Clothes



Chapter 431: 431: The Scent of Perfume on His Clothes

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The next day, Enna Clark didn’t wake up until noon, slowly regaining consciousness.

As soon as she woke up, she saw Bobby playing on his iPad next to her bed. When he saw her wake up, he raised his head from the iPad, his little face filled with sadness, grumbling, “Enna, you said you’d call me last night, but you didn’t! Liar!”

Her memory gradually returned, and she realized that Baron Lawrence had already left. She looked at the time and felt dumbfounded.

She had actually slept until noon!

Bobby felt very wronged this time. He had spent money and had not flattered Tobias Clark to gain favor. He stared at her with big eyes and accused her angrily, “Enna, you really don’t love me anymore! Don’t lie to me! I can see that once you get a man, you forget your son! Your soul has been hooked away by the dubious man!”

He was too naive to trust a woman’s promise.

Enna wanted to tell him that she didn’t call him last night because it was almost midnight. There would be no time to wish him a happy birthday. She had planned to wish him a happy birthday within that minute and then ask him to get up and eat cake together, but that plan was thrown off after their steak dinner. She didn’t even have a chance to catch her breath before things transpired between her and Baron Lawrence.

It all happened right in the living room.

Last night’s scenes were too hot and spicy, and just thinking about them made her cheeks flush.

“Woman, why are you blushing?” Tobias’s eyes were sharp, and he immediately noticed and questioned her.

Enna wished she could find a hole to hide in and stammered a denial, “No, I’m not. ”

“You’re obviously blushing. Are you having a fever or something?” Saying that, the little guy reached out his hand toward her forehead. Enna almost dodged it, but luckily, she remembered she was not wearing clothes and managed to stop herself at the last second.

If Bobby saw her without clothes and her body full of love bites, who knew what would happen.

Not sure if it was because she felt embarrassed or awkward, Enna thought the temperature of her face was getting higher and higher. She glanced to the side and saw a cup on the table, suddenly having an idea, “Darling, Mummy is so thirsty, can you get me a cup of water?”

Bobby touched her forehead and felt there wasn’t a fever.

After hearing Enna’s request, he complained reluctantly, “Women are so troublesome.”

Although his words were reluctant, his body moved. He jumped down from the bed with agility, put on his slippers, picked up the cup from the table, and went to the living room to get some water.

Now’s the time!

Enna hurriedly got out of bed, found her clothes, and quickly put them on. Only then did she feel at ease.

Baron Lawrence’s shirt from yesterday had fallen on the floor because she pulled it out in a hurry. Enna picked up the shirt, intending to put it back where it belonged.

That’s when she smelled a faint scent of women’s perfume on the shirt.

If it were any other perfume, Enna might not be able to tell if it was a men’s or women’s fragrance, but this one was familiar. Olivia Lewis had once spent a lot of money on it and liked it for a while. Enna had frequently smelled it on her and remembered the scent.

Why was there a woman’s perfume on Baron Lawrence’s shirt?

Enna’s heart skipped a beat.

Her eyebrows couldn’t help but furrow.

But she soon figured it out. It was probably from socializing, and he had picked up the scent from a lady nearby.

She didn’t believe that Baron Lawrence would find a woman behind her back. After all, with his mania and aversion to women, almost everyone around him was male, even his secretary. How could he have a woman on the side?

Just then, her phone rang.

Enna’s attention shifted. She put the shirt back in its original place and answered the call..


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