Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart - Chapter 1288

Chapter 1288: Chapter 1288: Bobby Makes a Phone Call Chapter 1288: Chapter 1288: Bobby Makes a Phone Call But she was a person with strong self-control, enduring discomfort to the extreme, yet she still forced herself to eat a small half-bowl of porridge. It was only after she took a sip of water that she managed to suppress the uncomfortable acidity in her throat.

Suddenly.

A hand with delicate and well-defined knuckles reached out in front of her, resting two pills in its palm.

A man’s gentle voice came from above her, “I looked at the instructions, and this hangover medicine isn’t made entirely from natural ingredients. There’s a better one, but it’s too much trouble to switch now, so just make do and take two of these. Later, have some yogurt; it also contains hangover-reducing properties.”

Between preparing hot porridge and arranging medicine and yogurt, Enna Clark pursed her lips, truly at a loss for words, “Thank you.”

A flicker of bitterness passed through Lyle Westbrook’s eyes as he lifted the corners of his mouth, “No need to thank me, just take them so you don’t feel so bad.”

He didn’t desire her thanks.

Moreover, her saying thank you always gave a sense of distance, as if deliberately drawing a boundary between them.

“Okay.”

Enna picked up the pills from his palm and swallowed them down.

Maybe it was because she drank too hastily, but she choked on the water which immediately caused her to cough until her eyes turned red.

Lyle Westbrook patted her back a few times, asking with concern, “Feeling better now?”

Enna really felt extremely uncomfortable, holding back the tears welling up from the choking, she nodded, “Yes, much better.”

Lyle Westbrook, seeing her like that, didn’t think she looked ‘much better’ at all. He personally inserted a straw into the yogurt and handed it to her, “Drink some of this; it should help.”

“…”

Enna truly felt a bit embarrassed, but with the yogurt already in front of her, refusing it would just make things more awkward.

She hesitated for a moment before accepting it.

“Thank you.”

This was already the second time she had said thank you that day. Lyle Westbrook pressed his lips into a straight line, summoning all his self-control to refrain from asking her why she was being so polite.

Luckily, at that moment, the person he had sent out to buy clothes returned.

Lyle Westbrook said to the petite woman sitting down, “You rest here for a while, I’ll change and then take you back.”

“Okay.”

With that, he left.

In the vast private room, only Enna Clark remained.

Enna rubbed her nose bridge; her stomach was still in turmoil, causing her unbearable discomfort.

But it was much better compared to before. At least now, despite feeling uncomfortable, she wasn’t as nauseous as earlier.

She had just picked up the yogurt, ready to drink a bit more to clear her dizzy head.

The phone had already started ringing.

Bobby set an exclusive ringtone on her phone for himself; whenever he called, it would play that song “Baby,” and without looking at the Caller ID, she would know who it was.

As the ringtone sounded, Enna abruptly remembered that she had forgotten to attend a dinner with Bobby that evening.

It’s over…

These two words just floated across her mind.

As she answered the call, immediately Bobby’s displeased voice came through, “Woman, what time is it now? Haven’t you left work yet?”

Bobby was now a little over seven years old, his voice no longer babyish but not yet the quacking of adolescence–still that of a child’s innocent tone.

But aside from his voice being childlike, both his tone and content were that of a domineering little adult.

“Where are you? Uncle Harris and I will pick you up!”

“No, there’s no need, I’m on my way back.”