My Secret Billionaire Husband
Chapter 181 - 183: I’m Fine, Don’t Be Angry

Chapter 181: Chapter 183: I’m Fine, Don’t Be Angry

"No matter what kind of person that woman is, since Ashton... likes her, and she’s married to Ashton too, we... should try to accommodate her a bit."

"Hmph."

"Alright, alright, keep your voices down, don’t let Ashton hear you when he arrives later."

At this moment, Joanna Lawrence, who was standing outside the door and listening to everything they were saying: "..."

Should she quietly leave?

This was too awkward.

What a coincidence that she heard all of this.

It seemed that the people in the private room had quite a few complaints about her, thinking that she was too timid and weak, and expressed their dislike of her in their words.

Especially that man with the gorgeous-sounding voice, he seemed to have the most objections.

Yannick Luther just called him Frank earlier...

So, was he the peculiar man that Ashton Heath had mentioned before?

Although she hadn’t met him yet, Joanna had a premonition that this man would not be easy to get along with.

She heard everything inside, and naturally, the man beside her heard it too.

Joanna turned her head and saw Ashton Heath’s thick black eyebrows tightly furrowed, his face darkened, his thin lips tightly pressed, and a faint sign of anger emerging.

She hurriedly tugged at his sleeve, and when he lowered his head to look at her, she gently shook her head and whispered, "It’s okay, don’t be angry. I believe your friends didn’t mean any harm, they just haven’t met me and don’t understand me yet."

Joanna didn’t want Ashton to have any conflict with his friends because of her.

The people inside already had a bad impression of her.

If he made trouble with them because of her, they would probably really hate her.

That wasn’t what she wanted to see.

Ashton stared at her for a while, his pitch-black eyes narrowing, and probably considering her concerns, his facial expression relaxed slightly.

But his face still didn’t look good.

The hand that held her tightened, and their fingers locked tightly together.

After a brief exchange of glances, he softly uttered a "hm" and pushed open the door.

As soon as the door was pushed open, the voices inside the private room disappeared.

The people inside simultaneously turned their heads to look at them.

For an instant, Joanna felt like a monkey caged in a zoo, with several curious and probing gazes falling on her.

She immediately felt a bit constrained.

Fortunately, she had Ashton with her, which somewhat avoided any embarrassment.

There was a man in a dark purple shirt sitting directly across from Joanna, with a black diamond earring in one ear, slightly long hair tied up, and fine bangs covering half his brow and eyes.

He had a very striking peach blossom face, beautiful features that were even more delicate and attractive than many women’s.

The slightly upturned peach blossom eyes revealed a hint of cheekiness and charm, giving people an impression of a playboy at first glance.

There was also a man in white clothes and pants sitting next to the purple-shirted man.

Another extremely handsome and outstanding man, who, compared to the man in purple, had a few more shades of soft, dark enchantment.

The man in white exuded a chilly aura all over, and the moment Joanna saw him, she couldn’t help but shudder, raising goosebumps all over her body.

She thought of an animal that scared her.

A snake!

The man in white gave her the feeling of a cold-blooded poisonous snake with no warmth.