My Secret Billionaire Husband
Chapter 1142 - 1139: He is Angry

Chapter 1142: Chapter 1139: He is Angry

The moment their eyes met, Joanna shivered involuntarily.

She realized that Ashton Heath’s eyes were as if covered in frost.

Even the hot summer weather couldn’t dispel the coldness in his eyes.

As Joanna moved closer, and looked into Ashton’s still cold, dark eyes, she became more convinced of her suspicions.

He was angry.

Before, no matter how cold he was in front of others, he would always soften his edges and coldness when facing her.

The gaze he turned on her was always gentle and indulgent.

Joanna had grown used to this side of him.

But now, when he treated her the same way as he did others, she felt that something was off.

She even felt a little scared.

As soon as she approached Ashton, the man grasped her hand and led her silently into the Heath Group lobby.

Joanna knew he was in a bad mood and guessed why he was.

So she didn’t struggle, obediently letting him lead her into the building.

Many employees greeted him in the lobby: "Good morning, President Ashton."

Ashton didn’t even glance at the others, and led Joanna wordlessly into the elevator, pressing the button for the basement.

Once inside, he still didn’t speak.

He seemed so oppressive that Joanna dared not utter a word.

Ashton had not said anything to her since they met, but he never let go of her hand.

Soon, they arrived at the underground parking lot.

Exiting the elevator, Ashton still didn’t speak.

It was only after he led Joanna into the car and closed the door that he finally let go of her hand.

The car was filled with a faint fragrance, just like his scent, a pleasant aroma.

Before her was his handsome but cold face, and she could smell his scent with every breath. Joanna couldn’t help feeling uneasy as she sensed the ongoing tension exuding from him.

She was not used to this version of Ashton.

And she didn’t like it one bit.

It made her feel alienated and somewhat scared.

He was no longer the familiar Ashton she knew.

Meeting his deep, icy gaze, Joanna instinctively shifted away.

She immediately felt the pressure from the man beside her intensify.

"Ashton, you ..."

Unable to bear the silence any longer, Joanna tried to break it, but Ashton reached out and pulled her tightly into his embrace.

Joanna looked up in panic.

His cool fingers held her chin, and as she looked up, his handsome face pressed down.

The kiss was like a violent storm.

Joanna was powerless to fight back.

Ashton kissed her fiercely, with no tenderness at all.

Before long, Joanna’s lips began to tingle and numb.

Because of the excessive force, her lips felt painfully hot.

Wincing in pain, she pushed Ashton away.

It was only then that Ashton seemed to snap out of it, seeing her pain-twisted face, and released her, panting.

Joanna’s lips were torn, and when she touched them with her hand, she couldn’t help but whimper in pain.

Ashton watched the corner of her lips that he had bitten, guilt flashing in his eyes. But as he thought of certain things, his gaze turned cold again.