My Secret Billionaire Husband
Chapter 228 - 230: Will you always be this good to me?

Chapter 228: Chapter 230: Will you always be this good to me?

The more Ashton Heath said that, the more ashamed Jeremy Lawrence felt, and he quickly waved his hand: "No, no need..."

"Um, Ashton, I still have some luggage to pack. I’ll go do that now."

"Cough, cough, since Ashton is here, I’m not needed. Let Ashton take good care of you."

After saying that, Jeremy turned around and quickly slipped away.

In just a few seconds, the slender figure of the young man had disappeared without a trace.

After leaving, he thoughtfully closed the bedroom door gently.

Looking at the fleeing Jeremy, Joanna Lawrence thought: "..."

The little rascal really got away quickly!

*

"Your brother really cares about you."

Ashton Heath picked up the bowl of brown sugar water from the bedside table, scooped up a spoonful to test the temperature himself, and handed the bowl to Joanna only after he found it suitable: "Drink while it’s hot. Is your stomach still hurting a lot? Do you want to call a doctor?"

Joanna was still embarrassed by the incident earlier.

Fortunately, Ashton didn’t make fun of her or tease her about it.

Moreover, he didn’t mention it again.

Only then did Joanna feel her face wasn’t as hot as before, but there was still a slight embarrassment.

The blush on her face hadn’t completely faded yet; her small red face took the sweet tea with pursed lips.

She took a small sip first, then drank the rest in one go.

Perhaps she drank slightly too fast, and got choked a little.

Ashton gently patted her back and chided tenderly, "Why did you drink so fast?"

Joanna coughed for a while before recovering slowly.

Her eyes were watery from coughing; when she looked up at him, they filled with a hint of grievance.

Ashton was taken aback; he brushed aside the fringe covering her eyes and touched her head. In a deep voice, he asked, "Baby, what’s wrong?"

Joanna bit her lip, blinked, and her eyes became even mistier.

Seeing her eyes suddenly reddened, Ashton was somewhat flustered.

"Baby?" He frowned, stared deeply into her eyes, and scrutinized her for a few seconds. "Why suddenly cry? Who bullied you?"

He tried to think carefully.

Just now, he hadn’t said anything he shouldn’t have.

How could she cry all of a sudden?

Joanna sniffed, shook her head, and spoke in a tearful voice: "Ashton Heath."

Her voice was soft and tender; even her normal speech was soft and sweet, but now it was even softer and more tender.

It carried a slight sob, so much so that Ashton Heath was filled with an innumerable amount of pity.

He wanted to wrap her up and hold her inside him.

When he spoke again, his tone was so gentle that it could wring out water: "Mmm, baby, I’m here. Is there something you want to tell me?"

Joanna looked at him with misty black eyes: "Will you always be this good to me?"

Ashton was puzzled for a moment.

He was a bit surprised that she would ask such a question.

But quickly, he gave a very affirmative answer: "Yes."

"Really?" Joanna sniffed, "Will you really always be this good to me?"

Just a moment ago, she suddenly felt a pang of fear.

She was truly scared; once she got used to Ashton Heath’s pampering, there might come a day when he would change and become like David Benington.

He would fall in love with another woman, divorce her, and leave her.