Chapter 349: Chapter 349: This man is massaging her ankle!
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Meanwhile, Enna Clark had no idea that an enormous crisis was about to befall her.
She was still straightening her back at the luncheon, smiling, smiling, and smiling some more.
After three hours of non-stop smiling, the exhausting social engagement finally ended. Not only were Enna’s feet numb from wearing high heels, but her legs also ached terribly. Throughout the process, other than serving as an excellent vase background, she gained a round of women’s piercing gazes.
Luckily, she had grown used to these gazes and had practiced the art of turning a blind eye.
No matter how much they stared or whispered behind her back, she didn’t see or hear them. Keep smiling, smiling, and smiling!
In the car.
Enna’s tense back suddenly relaxed, and the perfect smile on her face vanished accordingly.
After pulling her smile for three hours, the muscles on Enna’s cheeks had become stiff. She massaged her cheeks, realizing for the first time how physically demanding high society social engagements could be.
“Lord Lawrence, where to now?” The driver turned and asked.
Baron Lawrence was also exhausted, his rose-colored lips briefly touching as he replied, “Home.”
“Alright.”
The Bentley slowly drove towards Sereriva Residential Complex…
Outside the car window, the scenery on both sides sped by.
Baron Lawrence suddenly called out to her, “Enna Clark.”
The woman who was massaging her cheeks looked back puzzled, “Huh?”
“Give me your legs.”
“What?”
The tall and upright man suddenly reached out, picked her up, and placed her on his lap. With his left hand pressing down on her calf, he helped her take off the tiring strapped high heels. When he saw the marks left by the straps on her legs, his handsome eyebrows furrowed, and his face darkened. With an unpleasant growl, he said, “Are you a pig? Your feet are like this, why didn’t you remind me?”
Enna reached out to cover them and said, “Wearing strappy heels does this, it’s just a bit scary to look at, but it actually doesn’t hurt that much.” Besides, he was dealing with business at that time, and she didn’t want to hinder him.
Lord Lawrence’s expression remained stern as he silently massaged her ankles.
Men’s skin temperature is usually higher than women’s, and the palms are the warmest part of the human body. His palms were hot, and although his movements seemed rough, he didn’t exert much force. The pain in Enna’s aching ankles subsided as he massaged them.
However, Lord Lawrence was massaging her legs?!
Lord Lawrence, who was usually high and mighty, was actually massaging her legs!
If the news got out, thousands of girls would accuse her of daydreaming. But at this moment, Lord Lawrence was genuinely massaging her legs!
From this angle, the usually domineering and strong man now had lowered eyes; his long, thick eyelashes cast a ring of shadows beneath his eyelids. The light rested on his face, placing a halo on his tall nose bridge, and the thin lips were even more alluring, almost as if inviting a kiss…
Enna’s heartbeat couldn’t help but increase.
Just then, the man who was massaging her legs raised his head. He was still as overbearing and noble as ever, but a hint of indulgence swirled in the depths of his eyes, “Feeling better?”
“Yes.”
Lord Lawrence removed her other shoe and gave the other ankle the same treatment…
The car soon stopped at the building in the residential complex.
The driver opened the car door for the two.
Enna was about to get off him when Lord Lawrence suddenly bent down and carried her off the car. He held her in his arms all the way up the stairs..