My Secret Billionaire Husband
Chapter 335 - 337: When you wake up, your husband will be back

Chapter 335: Chapter 337: When you wake up, your husband will be back

Making a move would certainly hurt their brotherly bond.

No matter what Frank Parker said or did, after all, they had been friends for so many years. This argument must have weighed on his heart too.

"It’s not your fault." Ashton Heath gently touched her head, his deep eyes narrowed, and said gently, "Don’t overthink it. If I didn’t stand up for you in that situation, would I still be your husband?"

"Would you want someone like that as your husband?"

Joanna Lawrence thought about it and shook her head gently.

If Ashton had stood up for her then, she wouldn’t have said anything, but she would have felt uneasy deep down, right?

But if he had stood up for her, he would have offended his friends.

On one hand, there was his wife; on the other, his long-time friends. It must have been a difficult situation for him to be in.

If only all his friends liked her.

Then he wouldn’t have to feel so torn.

But Joanna knew that it was next to impossible.

Rebecca Kelloway already regarded her as a love rival, always giving her the cold shoulder.

As for Frank...

Joanna still couldn’t figure out why he disliked her so much.

His hostility towards her was inexplicable.

Could it be...

Joanna suddenly thought of a possibility, her face changed slightly, and she glanced at Ashton with a weird look.

"Baby, what’s wrong?"

Joanna stared at him with that strange gaze for a while, her mouth twitched, and then shook her head: "No, nothing."

It shouldn’t be the case, right?

Frank seemed pretty normal, he didn’t look like he had that kind of inclination.

"Feeling sleepy?"

Although Ashton knew she wasn’t being honest, he didn’t press further. He wrapped his arm around her waist, slowly walking upstairs with her: "Let’s go upstairs and take a nap."

Joanna was indeed feeling a little drowsy, so she nodded, "Hmm."

*

They entered the bedroom.

Ashton lifted Joanna horizontally in his arms, carried her to the bedside, and gently laid her down on the bed.

He bent down, gave her a light kiss on her lips, and stroked her head, "Get some sleep."

"What about you?" Joanna looked at him with her dark, watery eyes, a hint of sleepiness in their depths.

"I have an engagement this afternoon." Ashton sat down by the bed, adjusted the thin blanket covering her, and looked at her tenderly, "I need to go out for a bit, but I’ll be free tonight to stay home with you."

"I’ll try to come back early."

His deep, dark eyes seemed to contain a sea of stars, or perhaps endless oceans, and their depths were unbelievably gentle.

The way he looked at her was so soft it was beyond words.

"I’ll try to come back early," as if coated in honey, sweetening the very core of her heart.

Her lips curved into a smile, her heart filled with sweetness, and she couldn’t help but let the smile reach her lips, nodding at him gently: "Hmm, then... I’ll wait for you at home."

The last few words were spoken softly, almost inaudibly.

Ashton almost couldn’t make it out.

But his hearing was always sharp, and eventually, he got it.

A myriad of colors danced in the depths of his dark eyes, the starry sea therein shimmering with light, and his sensual thin lips curved into a smile as well.

"Mm, baby, you’ll be good and wait for me at home." He lifted her tender, white hand, and kissed it gently, "By the time you wake up, your husband will be back."

The delicate, cherry-like lips of the young girl were soft and rosy, and her fair hands were as smooth as jade. He held them in his palm, his moist lips pressed against her fingers, kissing each one in turn.