My Secret Billionaire Husband
Chapter 1664 - 1656: Thank you, hubby!

Chapter 1664: Chapter 1656: Thank you, hubby!

She rubbed her forehead and sat in bed for a while before slowly rolling over, getting out of bed, and then going to wash up.

After washing up, she went out of the bedroom to look for Ashton Heath.

As soon as she walked out of her bedroom, she smelled a delicious aroma coming from the kitchen.

The kitchen door was half-open.

Joanna tiptoed over, stopping at the doorway and peering into the kitchen.

There, she saw Ashton Heath with his sleeves rolled up, wearing an apron, and actually cooking in the kitchen.

Joanna’s eyes widened in surprise, as if she couldn’t believe what she was seeing.

In the kitchen, the man was wearing a white shirt, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, a pink apron around his waist, and holding a cooking spatula in his hand while stirring something in a pan.

There was also another pot on the stove.

Steam was bubbling out from the pot.

Joanna stood dumbfounded at the door for a while before she snapped back to reality and walked into the kitchen.

"Ashton, are you... making breakfast?" Joanna entered and saw another pot of porridge simmering.

Ashton was currently frying an egg.

It was clear that he had very little experience in the kitchen.

The fried egg in the pan was slightly burnt.

But considering this was someone who rarely cooked, it was already pretty impressive.

"You’re awake." Ashton heard her voice, turned his head to look at her, and gently pinched her cheek with one hand. "I made porridge, fried some eggs, and also heated up some milk. Wait a few more minutes, and everything will be ready."

Joanna looked at him, puzzled. "You can cook?"

"Not really." Ashton admitted honestly, "I just learned recently. I can handle some simple dishes, but more complex ones might take more time to learn."

"What made you decide to cook breakfast?"

"You were drunk last night." Ashton’s deep, black eyes gazed at her softly. "Getting up early to have some porridge is better for your stomach."

"So, you made this breakfast especially for me?"

"Yes."

Joanna’s heart warmed, thinking of how this pampered man who used to keep his hands clean was willing to do these things for her, she couldn’t help but rush over and hug him.

She said gratefully, "Thank you, husband!"

Ashton smiled, gently pushing her away, "Don’t hug me. I smell like kitchen grease. Why are you thanking your own husband? As your husband, isn’t looking after you the right thing to do?"

"There isn’t much I can do for you now, but whatever I can do, I will do it for you."

"Husband..."

Joanna’s eyes welled up with tears.

Ashton gently smiled, his eyes full of indulgence and tenderness as he looked at her, "Mhm, if you’re moved, call me husband more often. I like hearing it."

"Why are you so good to me?" Joanna bit her lip lightly, "I don’t know what I did to deserve this."

"Silly girl." Ashton gently pinched her cheek again, chuckling, "You’re my wife. If I’m not good to you, who should I be good to? Everything that I do for you is because you’re worth it."

"As for deserving, what did I do to deserve such a wonderful wife like you?"

Upon hearing this, Joanna was even more touched.

Ashton was really...

What woman wouldn’t fall for a man like him?