"Do you think I'm torturing you?" Baron Lawrence was furious, glaring at her fiercely.
Enna Clark sneered and asked back without any hesitation, "Then what? Are you still loving me? You made me pass out twice in one night. If this is love, please find someone else, I can't take it!"
"Shut up!"
This woman must be crazy!
He didn't even care that she ran away five years ago, but she dared to tell him to find another woman.
"I want you," he insisted on choosing her!
Enna was going insane, driven mad by his torment. She was close to a mental breakdown. "Please let me go," she pleaded.
Baron Lawrence's face darkened.
Enna looked into his eyes, sincerely begging, "I beg you."
Their gazes met in the air.
Baron Lawrence's eyes contained a warning, but Enna seemed not to see it, displaying a do-or-die determination.
"Baron Lawrence, please let me go, I'm begging you." Her voice softened, pleading desperately.
Bang!