"If you want to say thank you, then shut up!" The usual domineering and strong attitude, "I don't need your thanks, I do this because I want to, it makes me happy, and it has nothing to do with you."
He clearly wanted to cheer her up, but he just wouldn't admit it.
Enna Clark couldn't help but laugh and cry, but her heart was overflowing with emotion.
As if it wasn't enough, Baron Lawrence threw a box at her and turned his handsome face aside, looking somewhat unnatural, "This is for you."
"What is this?" Enna caught the box and opened it subconsciously.
In the brocade box quietly lay a necklace with a small stone-like pendant on a silver chain, carved with lines that resembled characters or images.
The more she looked, the more familiar it became, yet she could not recall where she had seen it before.
Seeing her holding the necklace but not intending to wear it, Baron Lawrence grabbed it, lifted her hair, and helped her put it on her neck.
