Chapter 2082: Chapter 2092: Is He Having Pre-Wedding Jitters?
Itâs not that what she made was a total failure, it just didnât look like something appetizing.
The greens looked overcooked, and there was too much oil.
The taste could be imagined.
"Come over." Baron Lawrence didnât say anything but suddenly called her, "Join me for dinner!"
"Iâve already eaten. Had dinner with Grandpa earlier," she said, then glanced at the man who had been frowning ever since he walked in. Thinking for a moment, she changed her mind and said, "Wait here, Iâll get some tableware."
Enna Clark quickly grabbed some tableware from the kitchen.
She just sat down.
The domineering man had already snatched her bowl, split half of his noodles into hers, then handed the bowl back to her, "Finish it!"
Enna Clark looked speechlessly at the bowl now almost filled with noodles and couldnât help but remind him, "Baron Lawrence, Iâve already had dinner with Bobby and the others; I wonât be able to finish this much..."
The handsome and noble man frowned a bit, reluctantly conceding a bit, "Youâre allowed to leave the soup!"
Enna Clark, "..." How is that different from finishing it?
However, the person sitting next to her didnât give her a chance to bargain any further, he had already started eating.
Nobility dining demands etiquette.
Not talking during meals is a basic rule.
Coming from a top-tier noble family, Baron Lawrenceâs dining posture is impeccable; once he starts eating, he rarely speaks.
Enna Clark has gradually grown accustomed to not chatting while eating.
She resignedly lowered her head and began eating the noodles in her bowl.
She wasnât lying; todayâs tomato and egg noodles were indeed much tastier than her previous attempts. But even the tastiest food becomes less appealing when youâre eating it forcedly on a full stomach.
Enna Clark was almost counting noodles, eating slowly.
She barely managed until the person next to her finished eating, promptly standing up to clean the tableware, "Iâll take the dishes to wash, Baron Lawrence, you should go rest in the living room."
After saying this, she quickly moved, afraid someone would notice the barely touched noodles in her bowl.
Fortunately, Baron Lawrence was preoccupied, thinking about other matters, not paying attention to her little actions. She had already taken the tableware away.
After washing the tableware, Enna Clark tidied up the kitchen and came out.
She immediately saw the man leaning against the sofa in the living room, lost in thought.
The lighting softly enveloped his profile, further accentuating his handsome and dignified features.
But those furrowed brows indicated how restless he was...
Enna Clark slowed down her steps.
This was the first time sheâd seen this man so agitated and absent-minded.
Even during the Lawrence Family crisis, he hadnât seemed as distracted as he was tonight. It was like something was weighing on him, making him particularly uneasy.
But what could possibly be troubling him lately?
Enna Clark mulled over it, then thought of the wedding.
She frowned, a bit skeptical of her guess, but it seemed to be the only plausible reason â was Baron Lawrence experiencing pre-wedding anxiety?
She had heard the term âpre-wedding anxietyâ from Olivia before, meaning soon-to-be brides or grooms may become anxious due to nerves as the wedding approaches. In severe cases, it could even lead to running away from the wedding.
Oliviaâs intention was to remind her not to fall into pre-wedding anxiety, to relax more, and not be tense.
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