Chapter 543: Do you want a son or a daughter?
Bobby was also startled, looking towards the entrance hall with his little head-
Did he hear her calling him shameless and irresponsible? If Dubious Man heard it, he would definitely make trouble with his petty temper.
The discovered man walked in from the entrance hall. Although his mood was much better after being stirred up by Bobby’s childish words, he still had something on his mind. No matter how hard he tried to hide it, Enna could see the faint anger around him.
Had Emilia Goldsmith really threatened Baron Lawrence with her pregnancy? But during their previous two meetings, she did not see Emilia as that kind of person. But if not, why did he look so troubled?
Enna decided to ask later. She got up from the sofa and smiled, “You’re back? Have you had dinner yet?”
“Yeah, no.” Baron Lawrence touched her delicate face and inexplicably thought of the information he had read earlier, his heart filled with irritation.
“Great, we can eat together. The chef just finished cooking, and Bobby and I were about to eat. Let me serve it.” Enna had already turned towards the kitchen to get the dishes, missing the glimpse of irritation in his eyes.
By the time she brought the food, Baron Lawrence was already seated at the dining table.
Bobby sat in his specially-made little chair.
Since Baron Lawrence liked Western food, the Michelin chef usually cooked Western dishes when he came home. The Filet Mignon looked, smelled, and tasted great, accompanied by a Vegetable Salad that was especially appetizing.
Enna cut a few pieces and found the taste just as good as she had imagined.
She enjoyed the meal with curved, smiling eyes.
During her pregnancy, her appetite was excellent. She soon finished a steak and ate quite a bit of salad. Bobby also had a good appetite, finishing his portion and patting his filled belly.
Only the portion in front of Baron Lawrence moved very little, a far cry from his previous appetite.
He seemed to have no appetite at all, put down his knife and fork, pulled out his chair, and said, “You guys eat first, I’ll take a shower.”
With that, he went into the bedroom.
Even Bobby noticed that he was different from usual. With his large, clear eyes, he looked at Enna, “Mommy, Dubious Man didn’t hear our conversation and get mad at me, did he?”
Enna shook her head, “He’s not mad at you.” It must be something else.
She also pulled out her chair and said to Bobby, “Darling, you play for a while, I’ll go and ask what happened.”
Enna walked into the bedroom.
As the water in the bathroom rushed continuously, she stood at the bathroom door, thinking about how to ask when the door suddenly opened.
Baron Lawrence stepped out of the bathroom, soaked and casually wrapped in a bathrobe. Sparkling beads of water flowed down his jaw. Before she could open her mouth, Baron Lawrence reached out his hand with domineering intensity and beckoned her, “Come.”
She was slow for just a moment, and he impatiently walked over and grabbed her wrist, frowning in contempt and grumbling, “Are you a tortoise? Why are you walking so slowly? If you race a rabbit, it will get so angry that it’ll hit a tree stump and commit suicide, letting the farmer catch it!”
“You’re not mixing up ‘The Tortoise and the Hare’ and ‘Waiting for the Rabbit’ stories, are you?” Enna felt he was particularly irritated today. “The rabbit hit the tree stump because it wasn’t looking at the road, not because it was angry.”
“I’m angry because of you!” Baron Lawrence gave her a fierce look, pulled her to the bedside and pushed her to sit on the bed.
He suddenly crouched down, rested his head on her stomach and listened for a while.
Enna felt ticklish from his wet, short hair. Just as she was about to tell him that they couldn’t hear the baby’s movements yet, she saw the man who was leaning towards her belly and listening suddenly calm down his slightly irritated face and abruptly look up at her with a hoarse voice, “Enna, do you want to have a boy or a girl?”