Throughout the journey, Enna Clark was immersed in the joy of her pregnancy.
When they arrived at Bauhinia Garden, as soon as the door opened, Bobby rushed to the entrance hall, “Woman, you’re back.”
Enna put the vitamins on the table, changed into her slippers, and touched his head, “Mm, I’m back.”
Bobby really wanted to ask her about the results of the checkup, but since Scott Harris was still there, he held back.
Forget it, he promised his woman not to talk about it, so he couldn’t betray her. It was no big deal; he would find an opportunity to ask her later.
Scott Harris also came over, greeted her respectfully, “Miss Clark, you came back so early? I thought you would have dinner outside.”
“I left my friend early.”
She went to the living room and found it empty; Baron Lawrence still hadn’t returned.
There was a sense of unspeakable disappointment in her heart.
Scott Harris caught her reaction and suddenly said to Tobias Clark, who was entangled with Enna, “Young Master, your oil painting is not finished yet. If you don’t finish it soon, the colors will dry.”
“Oh right.” He remembered that there was such a thing, Tobias looked up, hesitated, and said to Enna, “Woman, wait for me, I’ll go finish the painting, and we’ll watch Boonie Bears later.”
Once he got the promise, he happily ran to the study.
Mr. Harris poured a glass of water and handed it to Enna, “Miss Clark, there are some things that are not suitable to say or not to say.”
Enna took the cup, her clear eyes looked at him, and said in confusion, “Mr. Harris, just say what you have to say.”
“Then I’ll be straightforward.” Mr. Harris clasped his hands in front of him, his suit impeccably neat, “Miss Clark, are you in a cold war with the Baron?”
Enna bit her lip tightly.
Scott Harris knew he guessed correctly, and continued, “Ever since the family photo was taken, I noticed Miss Clark was particularly cold toward the Baron. I know Miss Clark has been hiding it well, even accompanying the young master to catch fireflies afterward… but Miss Clark is not good at hiding things. Although you haven’t said anything, it shows in your behavior that you and the Baron are having conflicts.”
“Is it that obvious?” Enna asked as she looked at him.
Scott Harris nodded solemnly, “It’s very obvious, even I noticed it. The Baron must have noticed Miss Clark being cold towards him as well.”
Enna pursed her lips, “…”
“Over the past year, the Baron’s paranoia has been under control because of Miss Clark, but that does not mean the Baron does not have this problem. Miss Clark is theperson Baron cares about the most, so of course, he is especially sensitive to Miss Clark’s emotions. Miss Clark’s resistance against the Baron will inevitably provoke his paranoia. I guess Miss Clark and the Baron had a conflict that morning, didn’t they?”
“Mm.” It was not a conflict; Baron Lawrence was just angry.
And then… he was a beast.
“I knew it… that day, Miss Clark didn’t come down all day, and the Baron came down in the afternoon, in a very bad mood. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen the Baron like that, Miss Clark would be heartbroken if she saw it.”
“He… was that bad?” Enna’s throat felt a little dry, and her voice lowered.
Scott Harris looked at her, his eyes sincere, “What do you think, Miss Clark? I believe you can feel how much the Baron cares for you; when you suddenly become cold to him, and the Baron being a sensitive person, how could he be fine?”
“These few days, your appetite has been off, and the Baron has barely eaten anything either; he has forbidden me to tell you about his gastritis acting up. You didn’t allow him to sleep with you, and the Lord did not sleep for three days, spending the whole time working crazily in the study. I know that feelings are a matter for two people, and as an onlooker, I should not interfere, but Miss Clark, I hope you can be a little kinder to the Baron. Because he really cares about you, really.”