Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart-Chapter 235 - : 235: Women Can’t be Spoiled!

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Chapter 235 - 235: 235: Women Can’t be Spoiled!

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Did she eat the heart of a bear and the gallbladder of a leopard today?

He always said that women shouldn’t be pampered, or they will become more and more demanding. Yet, Scott Harris kept nagging in his ear to treat her better in order to win her heart.

As a result, this woman was clearly the type who would climb onto the roof if not disciplined for three days. Treat her better, and she’d immediately step on his head and act victorious!

It’s a man’s job to earn money and support the family, and a woman’s task to cook and raise children.

She was not doing her own job well, but also forcing him to do it, which was no doubt a challenge to his dignity as a man! What was even worse was that her fierce appearance actually seemed pleasing to him!

Baron Lawrence’s chest heaved dramatically, his eagle-like eyes harboring a stormy rage! However, Enna acted as if she didn’t notice and impatiently asked, “President Lawrence, have you decided? Are you going to help or not? If not, leave.”

Bobby was coming home soon, she needed to start preparing dinner…

“I’ll help!” It seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, sounding chilly no matter how you listened.

Enna didn’t care, as long as he was willing to help, she grinned without any courtesy, “We don’t have many vegetables at home, so could you please go to the nearby market to buy some? I need tomatoes, beef, umm…let me think…” There was one more person for dinner today, so she needed to cook more.

She would make Tomato Beef Brisket, and then what?

Enna thought about it for a moment and said, “How about this, I’ll write a note for you, so it’ll be easier for you to buy everything.”

She then went into her room to find some unused paper, writing down all the ingredients for tonight’s simple dishes while brainstorming the menu. After listing the ingredients, she put down her pen, wondering how many vegetables were left in the fridge, and came out with the list.

“Here, don’t buy too much.” Enna confidently handed the list to the man with a tense face. It was so natural as if she was not ordering the President to buy groceries but simply asking her boyfriend to do so.

Her naturally calm attitude soothed Baron Lawrence’s discontent. He reached out, took the menu, glanced at it and said, “Buying everything on the list is enough, right?”

As he spoke, he took out his phone and dialed a number.

After 3 seconds, the call was answered.

Without even saying hello, he simply ordered the person on the other end, “Go buy tomatoes, beef, ginger, ribs, corn…”

He recited the list and, after that, relayed Enna’s command to the person on the phone, “Remember, don’t buy too much! Hurry up and get over here after you’re done shopping!”

After giving the order, he bluntly hung up the phone. His thick brows raised, and his sparkling eyes looked at her as if waiting for praise.

Enna stared at him wide-eyed, thinking that money and power are indeed dominant! She decided to give in and take out the mustard cabbage from the refrigerator, handing it to him, “Do you know how to pick vegetables? Help me pick out this bag of mustard cabbage. I’ll make stir-fried mustard cabbage tonight. I’ll go and defrost the chicken wings.”

“Alright, stop nagging.”

‘ Enna, who was just deemed nagging, turned around without a word, took the chicken wings that Bobby loved from the freezer, and started to defrost them to make cola chicken wings.

Fifteen minutes later, someone actually delivered all the vegetables on her list, and Enna counted them. There was not even one missing, and all of them were large and fresh.

She carried the vegetables over to the coffee table, wanting to see how Baron Lawrence did with picking the mustard cabbage.

As soon as she went over, she saw him throwing the fresh cabbage leaves into the trash can..

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