Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart - Chapter 1378

Chapter 1378: Chapter 1378: That Call Was to Lyle Westbrook Chapter 1378: Chapter 1378: That Call Was to Lyle Westbrook Immediately after, the door of the car at the front opened, and a man descended from the vehicle.

Approaching a height of 188 cm, his large eyes, long legs, broad shoulders, narrow waist, and the invariably black clothes and pants contrasted starkly with his angelic features, betraying his identity.

In his hand, he held a gun with smoke still wafting from the barrel, making it clear he was the one who had fired the shot.

It was Lyle Westbrook!

Enna Clark didn’t expect to see Lyle Westbrook here.

She also didn’t understand how Lyle Westbrook had found his way to Spirelin City or how he located this place.

“Enna, are you alright?” Before she could gather her thoughts, the man with peach blossom eyes had already walked swiftly towards her.

He grabbed her arm and checked her over.

After ensuring she had no injuries, he visibly relaxed.

Enna Clark, not used to him being so close, stepped back and shook her head, “I’m fine.”

Immediately, she dropped the knife she had been holding, and as if it had just dawned on her, she urgently grasped the newcomer’s arm, “Lyle, Baron Lawrence he…”

Before she could finish, Lyle Westbrook had already seen the unconscious man behind her.

He instantly understood why, despite the dangerous situation moments ago, she hadn’t fled and had instead been ready to fight with a small knife.

It was all to protect the person behind her.

A tinge of bitterness crossed Lyle’s eyes, but he still comforted her softly, “Don’t worry, I’ll have someone take Young Master Lawrence to the hospital right away.”

Enna Clark bit her lower lip and said, “Thank you.”

The bitterness in Lyle’s eyes deepened.

After all, he was no ordinary man. Even if his eyes were filled with sorrow, his face revealed nothing as he promptly ordered the people in black behind him, “Come here, and take Young Master Lawrence to the car immediately.”

In a flash, his eyes turned cold as they swept over the men writhing on the ground. “Also, take all of them away!”

“Yes, Young Master Lyle!” The bodyguards in black, having heard his command, went to carry it out promptly.

Lyle Westbrook’s men were highly efficient. They soon apprehended the individuals and transferred the unconscious Baron Lawrence to the vehicle.

Enna Clark’s entire focus was on Baron Lawrence as she followed into the car. Using her sleeve, she tried to stop the bleeding at the back of his head, pleading, “Baron Lawrence, wake up, wake up… ”
The astonishingly pale man showed no signs of awakening, his complexion grew even paler, perhaps due to the blood loss.

Enna Clark bit her lip once more.

Lyle too, climbed into the car, reassuring her, “Enna, don’t worry too much. We’re on our way to the hospital. Young Master Lawrence will be fine.”

“Mhm.” Enna’s gaze didn’t stray from the man’s face.

Lyle’s lips, the color of roses, twitched slightly as he instructed the driver, “To the hospital, immediately! And contact the surgical specialist over there, prepare for surgery!”

“Yes, Young Master Lyle.”

The car executed a U-turn and drove off rapidly.

Enna Clark, watching as the car headed towards the hospital, finally felt some relief and pulled away some of her attention from the unconscious man to ask, “Lyle… Lyle Westbrook, how did you find this place?”

“Didn’t you call me?” Lyle’s peach blossom eyes intently focused on her as he continued, “I happened to be nearby on business when I suddenly received your call. You didn’t speak on the other end, and I realized something was wrong, so I had my people trace your signal and found my way here.”