"She meant 'us' together."
Not just her, but together.
Baron Lawrence's spine stiffened, and the anger that was about to burst forth seemed as though it had suddenly been corked! He stayed rigid on either side of Enna Clark, still maintaining an infuriated glare, but upon closer inspection, the flame in his eyes had solidified, looking terrifying—merely an empty threat...
His thick eyebrows knit together, as if he were about to devour someone, yet seemingly unable to do so.
The furrowing of his brows grew tighter and tighter.
Suddenly, his thin lips pressed together as he gritted his teeth and cursed, "Shit!"
At the same time, he punched the wall next to Enna Clark!
Sometimes he really wanted to strangle this woman, to end it all, but it always turned out like this. The rage within him effortlessly dissolved by her!
It left him stifled there, unsure whether to continue raging or not!