Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart - Chapter 623

Chapter 623: Chapter 623: Seeing the Wound on His Back

Enna Clark hesitated outside for a long time.

Not until she felt the smell of blood in the bathroom getting stronger, did her worry finally overcome her shame, and she reached out to knock on the door, “Baron Lawrence, are you in there? Can I come in?”

“Splish, splash…” A burst of water noise responded to her.

It was unclear if the person inside had heard her.

Enna waited for a long time without getting an answer, and she could no longer hold herself back. She turned the doorknob and barged in—-

“Baron Lawrence.”

In front of her eyes was the sight of a naked, handsome man bathing, and she could clearly see what he was doing.

Enna’s head buzzed, her cheeks blushing red, and she fumbled, “I’m sorry I disturbed you, I…”

Before she could finish speaking and leave, she noticed the wound on his back.

Her flushed face turned pale instantaneously as she quickly walked over and reached out to touch him, “Baron Lawrence, what happened to your back? How did it…” She didn’t even know how to describe the wound she had just seen; it couldn’t be described as shocking anymore.

It felt as if her heart was being squeezed by someone’s hand, unbearably uncomfortable.

“Get out!” The man who was touched quickly avoided her hand with a swivel, subtly blocking her line of sight.

This time, Enna didn’t obediently leave but insisted, “I want to see your wound.”

“Out! Don’t make me say it three times!”

What was there to see! It wasn’t good for a pregnant woman like her to look at such bloody things. Besides, he was taking a bath now, with so much water and slipperiness on the floor, she barged in without fearing to fall! Didn’t she care so much about the child in her belly? If it were gone from a fall, wouldn’t she cry to death?

Enna bit her lip firmly, resolute, “I won’t leave, I want to see!”

Baron Lawrence frowned, not intending to let her see. He stared at her with a fierce hawk-like gaze, “Enna Clark, I told you to get out! I’m taking a bath right now, or are you saying that you just can’t wait to? I’ll count down from three. If you don’t leave, I’ll satisfy you then!”

Normally, such an explicit threat would be most effective for Enna, and she would definitely immediately leave.

But this time, Enna didn’t budge, “I’ll help you count, 3, 2, 1. I want to see your back!”

This woman’s courage was growing day by day.

Baron Lawrence was momentarily silenced by her defiance, and Enna took the initiative to step forward, trying to move around him to check the wound on his back.

His unusual resistance to letting her see could only mean one thing – his injury was really severe, severe enough that he thought she couldn’t bear to see!

But if she didn’t see, she would be even more unbearable!

The two stared at each other in a stalemate, and the man who had previously faced more than a dozen bodyguards without losing, lost to her in less than a minute. He stepped aside but still had a fierce look in his eyes; his tone was very domineering, threatening her, “Enna Clark, if you want to see, don’t cry! If you dare cry, I’ll stuff your tears back!”

Enna really wanted him to demonstrate how to stuff tears back, but at this moment, she had no interest in thinking about it; she just wanted to know how serious the wound on his back was.

“Alright.”

Baron Lawrence didn’t seem to believe her much, but he slowly turned his body around anyway.

When Enna saw the severity of the wound on his back, she suddenly gasped in pain, covering her mouth, unable to control the sourness in her nose, her vision already foggy, “How could it be…”