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The fists stopped raining down like a storm, halting mid-air!
Enna’s heart skipped a beat, sensing hope. She tightened her hold around his waist and pressed on, “Both Bobby and I need you. If something happens to you, Bobby and I won’t be able to take it.”
“Think about it, he hasn’t even met you yet, and he’ll lose you again. How pitiful.”
The cruelty in the man’s body seemed to fade somewhat.
She persisted, casting shame aside. She opened her mouth and said, “And me too. We’ve just started dating, we agreed to give it a try. If you go because of him, I… I will be sad.”
Brody Smith, covering his face, shivered violently. He had been beaten stupid, no different from a frightened ostrich, whimpering from his mouth, “Don’t hit me… please… don’t hit me… I’m wrong… it’s all my fault…”
Fearing that his voice would agitate the man who had finally stopped, Enna hurriedly bit her lips. She was thinking of how to persuade Baron Lawrence to stop when she suddenly heard his husky, low voice above her head, “Enna,
“Say you care about me, say you can’t live without me.”
Enna’s cheeks flushed red. There were so many people around, and she hesitated to speak her mind.
But she was afraid that Baron Lawrence would continue to beat Brody, so she pretended not to see the surrounding onlookers, stifling her embarrassment with a red face as she continued, “Baron Lawrence, I care about you, I can’t live without you.”
“I want to hear more.”
Enna’s face was so red she could probably fry an egg on it, “I care about you, and I can’t live without you.”
“…I care about you; I can’t live without you.” Enna’s face wasn’t just feverish anymore; it was hot enough to burst into flames.
She had never made such a bold confession in public before, and though forced by the situation, her heart pounded wildly, ready to leap out of her chest.
“How much do you care for me? How much can you not live without me?” Baron Lawrence turned around, his hawk-like eyes locking onto hers. The reflection of her image in his black, obsidian eyes seemed as if the beautiful gaze could only see her, only accommodate her alone!
Enna was stumped by his question and stupidly asked back, “Well… how much should I care for you? How much can I not live without you?”
He only asked her to say she cared for him and couldn’t live without him, but he didn’t tell her to what extent. How would she know the right degree?
Baron Lawrence’s thin lips pressed together, his sexy, deep voice like a solemn oath, ‘Enna, I care for you more than life itself, and I cannot live without you more than anything else!”
Caring for her more than life itself.
Unable to live without her more than anything else.
If she claimed not to feel anything at that moment, it would be a lie. No girl could face such a domineering confession and remain unmoved. And the man saying those words was – Baron Lawrence!
He was born destined to be high above, standing at the pinnacle of the pyramid! The value of his life was immeasurable. Yet, he solemnly declared that his life meant less than caring for her! Leaving her was a matter greater than losing his life!
Enna could clearly hear her heart racing.
Thud, thud, thud, each beat seemingly striking right on her heartstrings! Her chest resonated, creating an echo, and each vibration was audible in response.
She suddenly understood the feeling of liking someone.
Liking someone is like the warmth of spring and blossoming flowers!