Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 926: Chapter 926: Baron Lawrence Got Drunk

Adam Sinclair had no idea that such an interlude had occurred during the short time he was away. When he came back after finishing his call, his expression was much more relaxed as he settled back into his seat.

This time, he didn’t stop the man opposite him from drinking anymore.

Occasionally, he glanced down at his cell phone.

Ten minutes later.

A figure appeared at the entrance of the bar. He immediately spotted the newcomer and waved, “Enna, over here.”

Enna?

The man whose eyes were already shaky furrowed his brows and lifted his head.

Hearing Adam’s voice, Enna Clark hurried over. Right away, she saw the man who stood out the most in the crowd! The bar lights shone on his face, casting a mesmerizing sheen over his sharp features, perfect! Distinguished! Untouchable, yet irresistibly alluring!

But it was obvious that those usually domineering and assertive eyes now held a trace of drunkenness.

Noticing the empty bottles of red wine on the table, Enna’s brow furrowed. Just as she was about to turn away and leave him to his own devices,

Suddenly, the intoxicated man stood up, grabbed her wrist with a grip like a vice that she couldn’t shake off.

“Let go!”

“I won’t!”

Adam hurriedly tried to mediate, “Alright, it’s late, let’s go back. It’s too noisy here, whatever it is, we can talk about it back home.”

Enna Clark, not wishing to be the center of attention under so many gazes, tacitly agreed.

On the way, everyone was silent except for Adam. Baron Lawrence, though he didn’t speak, held on to her wrist tightly from beginning to end, as unyielding as handcuffs.

They finally arrived at the Hospital.

Adam breathed a quiet sigh of relief and said, “I’m heading back now, see you tomorrow.”

“Mm.”

He had walked a few steps, then seemed to remember something, turned back, and said to Enna, “Enna, Baron drank too much tonight. He has a bad stomach, remember to give him his medication.”

Having seen Baron Lawrence in pain from stomach issues before, Enna breathed easier, “I know.”

With her assurance, Adam was much more at ease and left.

Enna also headed to the room.

After all, with him holding onto her wrist, there was no need to call him; he would follow along.

Once inside the room, she turned on the light, found the Medicine Box, and said to the tall, cold man, “Can you let go of me now?”

The cold man seemed lost in thought, holding steadfast to her hand, his gaze unwavering as he watched her—as if she might fly away the moment he blinked!

His thin lips were slightly pale, and by his expression, it was clear that his stomach was upset.

Enna was initially very angry, but seeing his furrowed brows and his refusal to let go or speak soft-heartedly, she spoke up, “Baron Lawrence, how am I supposed to apply the medicine if you keep pulling on me like this?”

At the mention of “applying medicine,” the man gripping her seemed to react, his hawk-like eyes narrowing as if assessing whether what she said was true or false, and slowly he let go.

Enna was so annoyed by him at that moment that she pushed him to sit on the bed, knelt down, and lifted his left hand to examine it—

When she saw the scabbed wound on the back of his left hand, even though she had expected it, she still inhaled sharply, and her brows creased involuntarily.

She knew that he must have hurt his hand when he punched the wall earlier!

From the Medicine Box, Enna took out the iodine, opened the bottle, and dipped a cotton swab in the alcohol, warning, “This might sting a bit, bear with it.”