Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart - Chapter 675

Chapter 675: Chapter 675: Vomiting My Heart, Liver, and Other Organs Out

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At 5:30 in the morning, the first light of dawn appeared.

Enna Clark felt the man beside her get up, and after some rustling sounds, she felt a soft sensation on her lips, which trailed down along them. The scorching kiss on her skin caused a series of electrifying shivers, almost making her unable to pretend any longer and get up.

Fortunately, just as she was about to lose restraint, the hot lips left her neck, and the man’s hormone-filled breath sprayed on her face as if he was standing by the bed looking at her. After a while, a husky male voice came from above her head, “Wait for me.”

Wait for him to sort out all those messy things before taking her away.

During this time, it was safest for her to stay here.

Baron Lawrence stood quietly by the bed and looked at the sleeping face of the little woman for a while, resisting the urge to take her away, turned around, and leaped off the balcony with his long legs.

He had sneaked in through the window multiple times before. Although the third floor was high for others, he had already become well acquainted with it. With a few smooth flips, he effortlessly disappeared outside the garden-style castle.

…

Enna waited until the room was quiet before slowly opening her eyes.

There was no trace of sleepiness in her eyes; she was as awake as could be. It was evident that she hadn’t slept all night.

Enna woke up but didn’t rush to get out of bed. The man’s domineering scent still lingered in the blankets, just like him, so overpowering that it was impossible to ignore.

Her expression gradually became complicated, as if something was weighing on her heart. She stared pensively, contemplating something.

She thought like this for three hours.

At 9 o’clock in the morning, the nurse knocked on the door punctually and brought breakfast.

As if she had no idea that someone had climbed in through the window last night, she greeted Enna, “Miss, good morning.”

“Morning.”

Enna got up and washed herself.

She forced herself to sit at the table, ate a bit of breakfast, and put down her chopsticks.

Seeing her eat so little, the nurse couldn’t help persuading her, “Miss, aren’t you going to eat more? Eat a bit more, please. Is the breakfast not to your taste? If you want something else, just tell me, and I’ll arrange for the kitchen to make it.”

Enna had no appetite with the matter weighing on her mind, and she had only managed to eat half a bowl of porridge because she knew the child in her stomach needed nutrition. She shook her head, feeling unhappy, “I’m not eating anymore, it’s not the breakfast, I just don’t want it.”

“Miss, are you feeling unwell?” the nurse asked worriedly.

“No.”

Her words had barely fallen when morning sickness, which hadn’t occurred for a long time, suddenly attacked. Enna’s face changed, and she quickly pushed away from the chair and raced to the bathroom, starting to retch.

“Ugh!”

Everything seemed to have been stirred upside down in her stomach. It was as if she were on the verge of vomiting out all her internal organs. With such extreme discomfort, Enna’s face turned pale as well.

Seeing her suffer such intense morning sickness, the nurse patted her back while anxiously saying, “I’ll go find the Master.”

“No…”

Before she could finish speaking, another wave of deadly morning sickness hit her.

Enna watched helplessly as the nurse jogged out. She leaned on the washbasin with both hands, retching violently…

As soon as Edward Jackson arrived, he saw her retching miserably. His heart clenched, the warmth of his usually handsome face immediately disappeared. Abandoning his usual elegance, he angrily reprimanded, “Are you all blind?! Call the doctor now!”

“Yes, yes, Master, we’re going right away.”