Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart-Chapter 992 - Who Blocked It

Chapter 992: Chapter 992: Who Blocked It?

Chapter 992 -992: Who Blocked It?

The Housekeeper had not expected his covertness to be discovered.

His eyes flickered in panic as he lowered his head, “Sorry, Old Lord.”

Soon, he looked up again, his tone becoming slightly heavier, “But…”

But really, if the three lashes were to be administered, the Young Master would be hurt!

Just as he was about to risk being punished himself and say what he wanted to say, his wrist was already seized by a man with a pale but strikingly handsome face.

Baron Lawrence shook his head at him, signaling him to stay silent, “I did wrong, and I am willing to accept the punishment.”

He had caused irreparable damage to the family because of his personal affairs and made a decision that could not have been more wrong.

When you’re wrong, you’re wrong, and he should naturally accept the punishment.

On this point, he had no objections.

So from the beginning, he had no intention of arguing his case.

For Enna Clark, it was a mistake that he could afford to make!

“Young Master…” The Housekeeper had not expected him to say such things; shocked, yet gradually understanding his meaning, he composed his anxious expression into one of relief, and said, “I understand.”

Their conversation reached the ears of Old Master Lawrence. He had initially been slightly disappointed with Baron Lawrence’s stubborn defiance, but now, there was a hint of admiration in his eyes.

If he truly did not understand why he had to endure the lashes of family discipline, that would have been a real disappointment, one severe enough to warrant a serious reconsideration of whether he was still fit to be the heir of the family.

Now it seemed, he had not disappointed him.

At least, he had not wholly disappointed him.

Fear not that one makes mistakes, but fear the desire to rationalize them.

If one always looks for reasons, any error could be explained away with excuses. Such a person would only meet with utter failure!

The whip that cut the wind landed solidly on his back this time, and Baron Lawrence let out a muffled groan, stepping forward as a streak of blood trailed from the corner of his mouth. His already pale face turned as white as snow!

Seeing this pained the Housekeeper, but he had to continue.

Thinking that a short pain is better than a long one, he did not pause and delivered the second lash solidly—

“Crack!”

Another sound of the whip cutting the wind, and Baron Lawrence’s forehead broke out in fine sweat; his back was torn open by the whip, and the deep crimson of blood seeped through his clothes.

He propped himself on the table to maintain balance, preventing himself from being overwhelmed by the force of the blow to his back.

Seeing the cold sweat on his brow and his bulging veins, the Housekeeper really couldn’t bear to strike again. His hand holding the whip clenched involuntarily, and he glanced subconsciously toward the direction of the sofa—

Old Master Lawrence was sitting upright, seemingly unfazed, but if one paid close enough attention to the small details, one could see that he was indeed gripping his cane tightly.

But this detail was too subtle, hardly noticeable unless one looked closely!

The Housekeeper did not notice his tightly clenched hands and gritted his teeth, raising the whip, as the third lash cut through the air—

Baron Lawrence could feel the blood surging in his chest.

He was already forcing himself not to fall; if one more lash were to come, he certainly would not endure it.

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He tensed all his muscles, bracing for the third lash to strike his back!

However, unexpectedly, the ripping pain he had braced for did not follow; instead, there was a crisp snap from behind!

It was clearly the sound of the whip landing!

Who had blocked it?