Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart
Chapter 1471 - Chapter 1471 Chapter 1471 This Woman Always Manages to Easily

Chapter 1471: Chapter 1471: This Woman Always Manages to Easily Influence His Mood Chapter 1471: Chapter 1471: This Woman Always Manages to Easily Influence His Mood Enna Clark’s wrist was hurting from his grip, and she furrowed her brows, saying, “I understand.”

Only then did Baron Lawrence relax his grip a bit.

He turned to the nurse who was staring blankly and asked, “How is the Old Man doing?”

Under the oppression of his powerful aura, the nurse snapped back to reality with an ‘ah’, hurriedly saying, “…The Old Lord is recovering well, the doctor said… they will… continue to observe him for a while before transferring him to the VIP Hospital Room.”

“How much longer do they need to observe?” Baron Lawrence narrowed his eyes.

“This…” The nurse hesitated under his questioning, “At least three to five days, I suppose.”

Three to five days, that’s the same as what they said yesterday.

Baron Lawrence pressed his lips together tightly, “When can he wake up?”

The nurse was so nervous she was sweating, and her response came out stuttering, “Probably… probably…”

She looked so nervous she was about to cry, and after hemming and hawing for forever, she finally managed to say, “The doctor hasn’t told me about that. I don’t know when the Old Lord will wake up. It depends on the Old Lord’s recovery condition…”

Shit!

He was just asking her, and she had to act like it was a matter of life and death, didn’t she?

Impatience appeared on his face as he glanced at the tense nurse, “Enough!”

Though the nurse was nervous, she wasn’t blind, and she definitely saw the impatience in his eyes. Not daring to delay even a second, she quickly scampered away in small, hurried steps.

Watching him scare the nurse away, Enna Clark said with a touch of frustration, “You could have spoken nicely. Why did you have to intimidate her into running off?”

“Are you accusing me?”

She was just speaking to him straightforwardly, yet in his eyes, it immediately got twisted into something else.

“Which eye of yours saw me not speaking nicely to her? From beginning to end, it was she who didn’t know how to speak properly!”

As a nurse, to know so little about a patient’s condition, to answer questions so hesitantly and unclearly.

It was normal for him to have a bad attitude!

The fact that he didn’t lose his temper and tell her to get lost was already him being polite!

And yet this woman was accusing him of not speaking nicely! Did he need to speak to a nurse with extreme care?

Enna Clark was extremely frustrated. “I wasn’t accusing you. I was just making an offhand comment. Let’s drop it, don’t take it to heart. Is it alright if I said it wrong?”

Baron Lawrence’s handsome face darkened.

What did she mean by ‘is it alright’?

She was wrong in the first place!

Enna Clark didn’t give him a chance to respond, pointing to the old man in the isolation ward, she redirected his attention, “Shall we go and ask the doctor about Grandpa’s recovery situation?”

“Also, I want to check on the Housekeeper, do you want to come with me?”

Baron Lawrence knew she was intentionally changing the subject. His hawk-like eyes narrowed slightly, but, breaking from his usual demeanor, he didn’t press on, his thin lips briefly pressing together, “Whatever!”

His ‘whatever’ obviously meant he agreed to accompany her… Enna Clark immediately dragged him towards the doctor’s office, chattering as they walked, “Then let’s go together. We can also ask the doctor about the Housekeeper’s recovery. I don’t know how the Housekeeper’s health is now; we didn’t get the chance to ask yesterday. Right, I’ll buy a hand warmer for the Housekeeper later. What do you think?”

She buzzed like a mosquito the whole way, which would have been incredibly annoying if she were any other woman, and he would have thrown her out long ago.

However, because it was Enna Clark, he surprisingly wasn’t irritated.

In fact, listening to her prattling and making arrangements even soothed the restlessness in Skye Lawrence’s heart quite a bit.

Baron Lawrence’s grip on her hand tightened once more, and the edges of his stern lips even curved into a faint smile.