My Secret Billionaire Husband
Chapter 693 - 692: Do You Want to Make One Up for Me Too?

Chapter 693: Chapter 692: Do You Want to Make One Up for Me Too?

As she undressed, on the big bed, the girl’s crystal-clear, snow-white skin faintly glowed with a layer of white light. Ashton Heath’s gaze slowly moved down from her exquisite and gorgeous face, his burning eyes fell on her smooth, fair neck, and on her silky, tender chest...

The further down, the hotter the fire in his ink-black eyes became.

What was even more deadly...

Her enticing fragrance kept drilling into his nose.

Those lustful thoughts he had suppressed were gradually being stirred up again.

As he helped her fasten the buttons of her shirt, Ashton’s eyes were dark, and he looked at the girl who had put on his shirt. His breathing became rapid.

Earlier outside, when he saw her put on his suit jacket, he had thought that if she was wearing the same clothes and lying on his bed, he would lose control and press her down on the bed to have her fiercely.

Now, he was thinking the same thing.

However...

Looking at the sleeping girl, all he could do was take a deep breath and forcefully suppress the agitation in his body.

No matter what he thought, he couldn’t wake her up while she was asleep.

She had to get up early tomorrow.

"Sigh." Ashton Heath sighed helplessly, quickly buttoned up the last few buttons, and pulled the thin quilt from the side to cover her.

She was sleeping soundly.

But he was feeling restless.

After helping her change her clothes, he was covered in sweat. He turned around and went to the bathroom to take a half-hour cold shower, not coming out until he had completely extinguished the restlessness in his body.

Back on the bed.

He reached for the girl wrapped in the quilt, pulling her into his embrace, his arm possessively around her waist, holding her tightly.

Her sweet scent filled his senses, and the faint fragrance on the girl made him feel incredibly comfortable.

He hadn’t told her that the night she was away, he had suffered from insomnia.

Lying alone on the big bed, he hugged the pillow she had slept on, desperately breathing in the scent she had left behind.

That night, he missed her terribly.

In the two hours he slept before dawn, his dreams were filled with her.

But now, it was not a dream.

The girl he held in his arms was very real.

He thought he would have no trouble sleeping tonight.

"Baby, goodnight."

Ashton Heath lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead, burying his head in her hair. Knowing she couldn’t hear him, he still whispered in her ear: "Baby, I love you, and I will always love you."

*

Early the next morning.

Ashton Heath and Joanna Lawrence, who were both taking the earliest flight back to Closia, got up early.

After they washed up, they had breakfast downstairs, and Ashton Heath then drove Joanna to the film crew’s location.

In the car.

Ashton opened his laptop, using the half-hour journey to deal with the documents he hadn’t finished processing yesterday.

Joanna took out her phone, making the most of the time to browse some entertainment apps.

After processing two documents, Ashton rubbed his eyebrows and turned to look at her. Seeing her intently staring at her phone, he glanced at it too.

He saw her watching a video on her phone.

It appeared to be related to jewelry.

As Joanna watched, she spoke enviously, "Wow, how romantic."

Ashton’s gaze, which he was about to withdraw, fell back on her phone screen. After watching the video with her, he thought for a moment, grabbed her soft little hand and gently held it in his palm: "Do you want to make one for me as well?"