My Secret Billionaire Husband
Chapter 1665 - 1657: Pamper to the End

Chapter 1665: Chapter 1657: Pamper to the End

Gentle, rich, and considerate, not to mention being able to spoil and pamper people.

Joanna Lawrence couldn’t find a single flaw in Ashton Heath.

Nor could she find any dissatisfaction.

She thought that all her good fortune in this lifetime was probably concentrated on finding a husband like him.

"Alright, Baby, you go out and wait patiently." Ashton looked at her obedient appearance, his heart moved, and he couldn’t help but lower his head to gently kiss her soft little face, "I put the milk on the table. Drink it first to warm your stomach."

"If you still feel uncomfortable, I will make you some hangover remedy."

"Let me help serve the food." Joanna felt that it wasn’t right for her to do nothing.

Although Ashton pampered her, she didn’t take it for granted.

"No need." he pampered her wholeheartedly, not allowing her to do anything. Pressing her shoulder, he pushed her out of the kitchen, "You don’t need to do anything, just wait outside."

Joanna: "..."

"I can at least serve the food..."

It’s not a troublesome thing to do.

She wasn’t the type of well-bred lady who had been waited on by others since childhood. If she didn’t need to do anything, she would feel unaccustomed.

"Let me do it." Ashton didn’t give her a chance, "You were so drunk last night, you must be feeling uncomfortable now. Listen to me, go out and wait, hmm?"

Joanna: "..."

Seeing him so insistent, she had to nod her head, "Alright then. If you need help, just call for me."

Joanna hadn’t been waiting in the dining room for long before Ashton brought the breakfast out.

He had made porridge, fried some eggs, and also stir-fried a plate of Verdant Veggie Stir.

The eggs were slightly burnt, and the color of the Verdant Veggie Stir was not very good-looking.

"Just eat it." Ashton also felt that the appearance of these dishes wasn’t great. After putting them on the table, he pursed his lips and said, "Though it doesn’t look good, I tasted them just now, and the taste isn’t too bad."

"It should be edible."

"It’s already very good." Joanna picked up her fork, took a bite of the Verdant Veggie Stir and praised it, "The taste is actually very good."

As Ashton sat down beside her, he looked at her with doubt, "Do you really think it tastes good?"

"Yes, really." Joanna nodded, turned her head to face him, and said, "Considering if this is your first time cooking, I think it’s already very good. When I first cooked, I almost burned down the kitchen."

"That’s good then." Ashton felt extremely satisfied, "I will learn a few more dishes in the future, and I can probably do better next time."

"Actually, you don’t need to cook yourself; there are many chefs at home. It would be the same if they did it." Joanna wasn’t the kind of person who insisted that Ashton had to cook personally to prove how much he liked her.

She thought that Ashton had been raised in luxury since childhood and had rarely done such things. There was no need to deliberately make him do these things just to show her importance.

There was no shortage of chefs in the Heath family.

To her, it didn’t matter whether he cooked or not.

Of course, Joanna was still delighted when he decided to cook for her personally.

"How can it be the same? If a chef cooks, it’s their dish. If I cook, it’s mine." Ashton placed a fried egg on her plate, "I am not the chef."

"But don’t you think it’s a hassle?"

As the man’s deep black eyes affectionately gazed at her, his voice was gentle and comforting, "Of course not.