My Secret Billionaire Husband
Chapter 598 - 597: Whatever you choose for me, it will definitely suit me

Chapter 598: Chapter 597: Whatever you choose for me, it will definitely suit me

Ashton Heath looked at her, his voice involuntarily lowered: "Why?"

Joanna Lawrence blinked her eyes: "I just thought about it, Cody Aberton’s figure is much worse than yours, and there’s no comparison between you two. What he can wear might not fit you properly. Let’s go shopping together after you finish work and buy a new one."

Ashton Heath was stunned for a few seconds, and his heart suddenly felt relieved.

The man’s thin lips lifted, and his long, narrow eyes also raised in pleasure.

All of a sudden, he changed his mind, thinking it was not necessary to send Cody Aberton to Fronterra to work in the coal mine yet.

There were plenty of people working in the mines there. They probably did not lack workers for the time being.

He’d wait until there was a shortage and then decide whether to send him there based on his performance.

"There’s no need to buy a new one." He finally looked at the black shirt in his hand properly, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He couldn’t wait to wear it and try how it looked on him.

"This one is good. You picked it for me, so it must suit me well."

*

By the time it was lunch break, two hours had already passed.

They didn’t go out to eat.

It was Cody Aberton who brought in the takeaway.

*

In the office.

Ashton Heath closed the door, picked up the takeout, and walked into the lounge.

Joanna Lawrence was asleep, her eyes closed.

"Baby, eat first and then sleep."

Ashton Heath walked over and sat down beside the bed. He gently pinched her cheek.

"Leave me alone, you’re annoying."

Joanna Lawrence was so sleepy and tired that she didn’t even want to move her eyes shut.

Facing the one responsible for this ordeal, she naturally wouldn’t give him a pleasant face.

At this time, Ashton Heath’s temper and patience were exceptionally good. Despite being scolded, he lowered his voice and gently said, "Baby, please behave, eat first. Sleeping on an empty stomach is not good for your health."

"Once you finish eating, you can sleep as long as you want. Is that okay?"

"Ashton Heath, you’re really annoying." Joanna Lawrence turned over, picked up a pillow to cover her head, and said in a muffled voice, "I won’t eat, take it away. I don’t want to eat anything now; I just want to sleep."

"You can’t skip your meal."

Ashton Heath thought for a moment, put the lunchbox aside, and then leaned down to pick her up. His voice became even softer, "Joanna, sweetheart, don’t get mad at me. I ordered your favorite dishes. Can you just get up and have a few bites, hmm?"

"I don’t want to..."

"Not being obedient, hmm?" Ashton Heath coaxed for a while but didn’t succeed in getting her up. He couldn’t help but sigh helplessly.

Seeing that coaxing was ineffective, he had no choice but to change his approach. Despite her struggle and resistance, he forcefully held her up from the bed.

Joanna Lawrence was terribly tired, without any strength at all,

She simply had no appetite for food.

All she wanted to do was get a good sleep.

Even this tiny request, he wouldn’t allow her.

How could a man be so despicable?

Half-asleep, half-awake, she was already angry when he woke her. When he forcibly made her get up, her anger reached its peak.

She grabbed Ashton Heath’s hand, lowered her head, and bit his hand hard.

"Mmm."

The man’s eyebrows slightly furrowed, and he let out a muffled groan.

He lowered his head and saw a bloodied bite mark left by a little wild cat.

He gently chuckled, glanced at it casually, and then didn’t pay any more attention. He picked up the lunch box from the table next to him, opened the box, and scooped a spoonful of rice to the young girl’s lips.

"Baby, you can scold me or bite me when you’re angry, but you can’t skip your meal." The man was still gentle, "If you don’t eat and starve yourself, I’ll be worried. Come on, open your mouth, let me feed you."

With that one bite, Joanna Lawrence vented most of her anger.

And then she immediately regretted it.

She looked at the bloody tooth mark on Ashton Heath’s hand, feeling both guilty and heartbroken.

"I’m sorry." She bit her lip, her voice soft and low, her lowered eyes and trembling eyelashes showing a very anxious expression.

Like a little child who did something wrong.

"Does it hurt a lot?"

"It doesn’t hurt." Ashton Heath fed the rice to her mouth, his voice low and gentle, "If you feel sorry for me and want to apologize, just behave and eat your food."

This time, Joanna Lawrence was very obedient.

Still feeling guilty, she cooperated and opened her mouth.

Ashton Heath slowly curled his lips, scooped another spoonful, and fed it to her lips. His voice became even softer and more tender, "Sweetheart, eat a little more."

Joanna Lawrence, feeling unnatural, stretched out her hand and said, "I’ll do it myself."

Ashton Heath spoon-feeding her like this made her feel as if she was a bedridden patient, unable to move her hands.

It was quite embarrassing and a bit uncomfortable for her.

The man ignored her outstretched hand, lightly touched her lips with the spoonful, and commanded in a slightly overbearing tone, "Open your mouth, let me feed you."