My Secret Billionaire Husband
Chapter 741 - 740: You Do It for Me!

Chapter 741: Chapter 740: You Do It for Me!

She guessed he must have not eaten.

He flew straight here after work.

She knew how picky this man was.

Even if there was a meal on the plane, and he definitely had a nice first-class meal, he wouldn’t eat it.

He had high demands for the ingredients.

If it’s not the freshest ingredient, he wouldn’t even give it a second glance.

Ashton Heath couldn’t be angry anymore.

Deep down, he had already softened completely.

Especially since she had just called him "husband."

Even if she didn’t say it directly, once she softly called him "husband," he immediately raised the white flag and surrendered.

"Baby, you just called me husband."

Ashton Heath reached out to embrace the girl beside him, buried his head in her hair and took a deep breath, his voice low and hoarse, "Call me that again, and I won’t be angry."

He wouldn’t just not be angry.

He would give her his life.

Joanna Lawrence usually had a hard time saying it.

She always felt awkward.

She wasn’t used to... calling him like that.

Even though this man was already her husband in name and in reality.

But it seems she had never formally called him husband once.

Ashton Heath had requested it several times.

She felt embarrassed, and refused.

Now, her only thought was to appease this man, and she didn’t think too much about it.

As long as she could please him quickly, she would do anything for him.

It was just calling him husband.

There was no difficulty in that.

"If I call you that, you won’t be angry?" She blinked her black, soft and shiny eyes, and looked at him with a tender expression.

She probably didn’t realize how tempting her gesture was.

"Hmm, call me husband, and I won’t be angry."

If he missed this chance, he didn’t know when he would get her to call him husband again.

Her cheeks were thin-skinned.

He had asked her so many times before and couldn’t make her say it.

This time was a perfect opportunity.

She wanted to please him, and as long as the request he made was not too outrageous, she would surely agree.

He would not miss such a good opportunity.

"Hmm, well... all right."

Joanna Lawrence raised her head, her cheeks slightly red as she looked at his handsome, deep face, and then into his narrow, black eyes. After a moment of eye contact, she stifled the uneasiness and whispered, "Husband ..."

*

Absence makes the heart grow fonder.

One hour later.

Joanna Lawrence flipped over weakly, stared at the man beside her with a hint of resentment in her eyes, and spoke with a hoarse voice, "Ashton Heath, I’m hungry."

"Mmm, baby, what do you want to eat?"

"Anything I want to eat is fine?"

"Mmm, of course."

The man, satisfied in a certain way, had a pleasant smile on his eyebrows and eyes, gently stroking her face, his voice extremely tender.

To say Ashton Heath was very satisfied would not be accurate.

He felt that he would never have enough of Joanna Lawrence.

His satisfaction came more from a sense of fulfillment in his heart than physically.

Every time he wanted her, he enjoyed the feeling of completely possessing her.

At that moment, he could feel that she belonged to him completely and utterly.

Joanna Lawrence thought of how hard he had just bullied her and glared at him with resentment, saying unhappily, "I don’t want to eat takeout."

Ashton Heath hooked his lips and nodded, "Alright, no takeout."

"I don’t want to go out to eat either."

"Alright, let’s not go out to eat."

"You cook for me!" She knew he couldn’t cook and was deliberately making things difficult for him. "I want to eat Barbecue Pork Ribs."

Ashton Heath was silent for a moment.

Joanna Lawrence immediately slapped his hand away and pretended to be angry, "Forget it, I knew it would be like this. I was just kidding just now. What can you, a young master who’s been pampered since childhood, cook?"

"I’ll just order takeout."

She reached out to grab the phone on the bedside table and found the takeout App.

Just as she opened it, she heard the man behind her say hesitantly and nervously, "Do you really... want to eat my cooking? I’ve never made Barbecue Pork Ribs before, but if you really want to eat it, I can learn now."

Only then did Joanna Lawrence turn her head to look at him, "Are you really willing to cook?"

Ashton Heath nodded, somewhat helplessly, but his eyes were filled with deep indulgence, "If you want to eat it, I’ll cook. Baby, there’s nothing I can’t do for you, as long as you’re happy. But, when the time comes, don’t complain it’s not delicious."

He didn’t have much confidence in his culinary skills.

Except for the time he brewed sweat tea for her, he had only cooked once.

Other times, he never set foot in the kitchen.

But if she really wanted to eat his cooking, he would learn for her.

Joanna Lawrence hadn’t expected Ashton Heath to agree in the first place.

She had just been feeling resentful, so she deliberately made things difficult for him.

What could he cook?

He probably couldn’t even make a decent Tomato and Egg Stir-Fry, let alone Barbecue Pork Ribs.

But when he really agreed to do it, she suddenly became interested.

She stared at him for a while, then blinked her eyes, frowning slightly, "But, there’s no kitchen here, nor ingredients."

"None of these are problems."

Ashton Heath was silent for a few seconds before rolling over and picking up his phone to make a call.

Joanna Lawrence heard him lower his voice and say in a restrained tone, "I need a set of housing, and prepare the ingredients for making Barbecue Pork Ribs. Yes, buy some other things, too, something girls would like to eat."