Enna Clark's heart clenched with his fist, sinking. She blurted out, "I've had enough! If you hit him again, we're breaking up!"
Baron Lawrence's fist had already reached Lyle Westbrook's nose bridge, abruptly stopping. He turned his head suddenly, his gaze as fierce as if he wanted to kill, glaring intensely at Enna Clark's face, "What did you say? Say it again."
Enna Clark was truly enraged to the extreme this time. She bit her lower lip and repeated, "I said if you hit him again, we're breaking up."
We're breaking up!
Breaking up!
Baron Lawrence's heart plummeted into the abyss, crashing so hard that it was bleeding profusely. His dark hawk-like eyes were filled with murderous ferocity, "Enna Clark, you're breaking up with me for him?"
Enna Clark took a deep breath, clenched her fist, "Yes."
She knew what he meant was galaxies apart from why she said those words, but his actions today had enraged her.
