"Drinking one less glass of water won't make them die of thirst!" Baron Lawrence squinted his eagle-like eyes, extremely displeased by her concern for others.
Gigi and Bobby were fine, but when it came to people like Scott Harris, even if they were his people, hearing concern for them from her mouth still gave him an inexplicable sense of irritation.
Looking at the fair face of the little woman beneath him, he didn't know why, but that irritation was inexplicably suppressed. He leaned down and kissed Enna Clark's lips, biting them gently, and suddenly said, "Do you know everything?"
"Uh..." Enna Clark was unsure of what he meant, "Know what?"
Baron Lawrence released his grip on her hand and stood up first. His body was tall and proud, looking at her with an air of nobility, "You're pregnant."
Enna Clark also sat up with him, showing no signs of surprise, calmly raising her head to look at him, "I know, I just don't understand why you didn't tell me."
