Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart - Chapter 232
Chapter 232: Chapter 232: What about Baron Lawrence, is there a need to discuss him?
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Enna Clark was stunned, she knew they were getting married and she had even received their wedding invitation. Did William Sullivan come to find her just to tell her this?
Following the principle of avoiding unnecessary troubles, she still politely said,
“Congratulations.”
Her congratulations sounded like a sharp dagger stabbing into William’s chest! His eyes revealed a pained expression as he grabbed Enna’s wrist, seemingly using all his strength, and looked into her eyes, “Enna, are you really congratulating me?”
“Otherwise?” Enna twisted her wrist, frowning, “Mr. Sullivan, please let go.”
William’s grip on her wrist tightened, as if he was struggling to contain his emotions, “I’m getting married, and the person I’m marrying isn’t you…
Enna finally understood. If it had been before, she might have felt a little sad. But now, she had truly let go.
What happened in the past is in the past.
She didn’t want to keep dwelling on it.
Besides… Every time she saw William, she couldn’t help but think about Cherysh Jordan.
Enna tried to pry his hand off her, while saying, “William, we are history. Since you’ve decided to get married, you should take responsibility for your bride. It’s a man’s basic duty.”
The word ‘history’ was especially harsh in William’s ears. He pursed his thin lips and let out a self-mocking smile, “So you really let go a long time ago, and the only one who couldn’t let go was me.”
His words were desolate.
Enna felt as if a heavy stone was pressed against her chest, suffocating her.
She believed that she hadn’t done anything wrong to William five years ago, nor had she failed that nave relationship! Why did Cherysh and William speak to her like this? As if she had let them down?
Enna’s expression turned colder, and she emphasized again, “Mr. Sullivan, please let me go!”
William noticed the change in her expression, and his bitterness grew worse. Coupled with some information he had recently uncovered, it felt like a blazing fire was pressing against his chest, ready to erupt at any moment. He did not let go of her; instead, he tightened his grip, regardless of whether it would cause her pain, and said word by word, “I just want to ask you one last question. If I had found out sooner that your grandpa was sick and needed money, and I helped you at that time, would we have broken up?”
If William had helped her at that time… Enna remembers Bobby’s words, “Mr. Sullivan, there is no ‘if.’ ‘If’ means something didn’t happen. There’s no need to discuss things that never happened.”
William’s face suddenly turned gray!
He let out a low laugh, repeating Enna’s words, ‘”There is no ‘if,’ no need for discussion… ‘
As he spoke, he suddenly pulled Enna’s wrist and forcefully pushed her against the wall!
The aggressive scent of male hormones enveloped her! “What about Baron Lawrence? Is there a need to discuss that?”
Enna suddenly raised her head, looking into his eyes—
William was stung by her wary and alert gaze, his jade-like side profile tensed up, and the veins on his forehead bulged, “Enna, I know you and Baron
Lawrence are together.”
Enna’s heart was filled with shock, unsure of what William Sullivan intended by telling her all this.
She steadied her emotions, not replying, not asking, waiting for what he would say next..
