Chapter 595: What Special Day is Today?
When Enna Clark woke up, it was already dark.
As soon as she opened her eyes, still blurry from sleep, her lips were enveloped. The masculine scent of sandalwood and mint came rushing at her, covering her lips and a wet, hot tongue swept past the corners of her mouth, tickling her.
The next moment, her body was swept up into the air, “Enna, you slept for seven hours.” A pig wouldn’t sleep as much as her!
Seven hours? She finally woke up, looking out at the gradually darkening sky, wide-eyed and speechless, she noticed that Baron Lawrence was carrying her outside already. She struggled and tried to get down on her feet, “Baron, where are you taking me?”
As the words left her mouth, her waist was tightly pinched as a punishment, and the haughty man glanced at her coldly, his thin lips brushing hers, “You’ll know when we get there.”
Enna was carried out of the room, down the hallway, and into an elevator by Baron.
In the cramped elevator, she thought their position was absurd, and couldn’t help but twist slightly, “You can put me down, I can follow you by myself.”
Baron Lawrence looked at her displeased, contempt nearly spilling out of his dazzling eyes, “Enna, when did you stop understanding human language? ‘Not today’ means that I’m not letting you go today. Do you understand now? If not, I can still translate it for you word by word.”
Enna’s earlobe was flushed by his breath, and she shrank back, asking doubtfully, “Is today a special day?”
It seemed to have just passed.
Her birthday was long gone.
Bobby’s day was still two months away…
The birthday was not the case; was it an anniversary?
Enna suddenly remembered what Old Master Lawrence had said to her today, and she hesitated when she realized that, in the strictest terms, her and Baron Lawrence’s marriage wasn’t legitimate.
Neither a birthday nor an anniversary, why was Baron Lawrence’s behavior today so…strange?
Baron Lawrence glared at her, “Do I need a special day to hug you?”
“I didn’t mean it that way…”
“Then don’t say anything!”
The elevator doors opened.
The large rooftop was filled with roses, stacked in layers as if an entire rose field had been moved over. In the glamorous center, a rectangular Western-style dining table particularly stood out. Beautiful vases and tableware were set on top, exuding a strong European vibe.
Surprisingly, there was even a violin-playing band next to the table!
Enna was so surprised that she couldn’t close her mouth.
Was this definitely not a film set for some idol drama?
Baron Lawrence seemed utterly unsurprised by everything on display, and he carried her and set her down on a seat, also kindly pushing the chair in—
After that, he sat down across from her and snapped his fingers.
The lights on the rooftop flickered on, countless tiny star-like lights adorning the roses, making them seem to glow.
At the same time, melodious music poured out from the fingertips of the violinists…
A chef carrying red wine steaks walked from the direction of the elevator entrance, placing the red wine steaks in front of her one by one…
“Baron, did you prepare all these?” Enna was at a loss for words; what was the point of suddenly preparing all these things?
“Yeah. Is it a surprise?” Baron Lawrence raised his chin slightly, looking over everything on the rooftop.
If he had had more time, he could have prepared something even better, even more perfect.