My Secret Billionaire Husband
Chapter 742 - 741: She is just...hungry.

Chapter 742: Chapter 741: She is just...hungry.

"Don’t go too far, I am now... preferably somewhere near here."

"Okay, I’ll get on it right away."

A minute later, he ended the call, randomly threw his phone aside, then rolled over and pulled Joanna Lawrence into his arms.

"Baby, it’s sorted. Shall we pack up and go now?"

Joanna Lawrence: "..."

"What did you ask someone to do over the phone?"

"Find a house, buy ingredients, all these are no problem. I’ve got it all sorted."

"..."

"You really asked someone to find a house?"

"Otherwise?" The man raised his eyebrows, pinched her chin, leaned down and pecked her lips, saying indulgently, "Didn’t you say there’s no place to cook here, and no ingredients? If you want me to cook for you, we have to get the basic facilities ready."

Joanna Lawrence didn’t expect him to work so efficiently.

Just one phone call, and the house was found instantly.

This is... too easy.

Indeed, the world of the rich is different from that of ordinary people.

Money and power are really great things.

Everything can be done so easily.

When Ashton Heath got everything ready and was truly prepared to cook for her, Joanna Lawrence started to hesitate, "How about some other day? Let’s order takeout."

She was quite hungry now.

She imagined that by the time Ashton Heath finishes preparing the "Barbecue Pork Ribs" she wants, she’ll probably faint from hunger.

"You want to eat my Barbecue Pork Ribs, don’t you?" Ashton Heath picks her up and carries her to the bathroom, "I promised to cook for you and I will. I’ve asked someone to prepare everything, just wait until we’re done tidying up and everything should be ready."

"I’ve also asked someone to buy other food, if you’re hungry, you can eat something else first to fill your stomach."

Joanna Lawrence: "..."

Is he really set on cooking?

She kind of regretted it now.

She shouldn’t have made such a request at this time.

Isn’t she digging her own grave?

Why can’t she just order a full meal and then bother him?

"Ashton Heath, does it have to be today?" Joanna Lawrence wanted to negotiate, "It’s getting late, I think..."

"Baby, you want to eat now, right?"

"I want to eat now, but..."

"Then we cook today." Ashton Heath kicks open the bathroom door, carries her in, and turns on the shower head with one free hand. "Baby, it’s no trouble for you. You’ve fed me, it’s my turn to feed you."

Joanna Lawrence’s lips twitched.

Wasn’t she suggesting to do it another day because she didn’t want to trouble him?

She was just... hungry.

So hungry.

Whimpering internally, she yearned for a hearty, hot meal.

*

In the end, they ordered takeout.

When Ashton Heath carried Joanna Lawrence out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel and exhausted, she was too tired to lift a finger.

Ashton Heath carried her to the bed and wiped her hair with a towel. After a while, he fetched a hairdryer to dry it bit by bit.

Throughout the process Joanna Lawrence lay motionless on the bed, allowing the man beside her to care for her gently and attentively.

Once Ashton Heath had dried her hair, he cradled her in his arms, inhaling the sweet scent coming from her. He couldn’t resist lightly pecking her lips and murmured softly, "I’ve ordered takeout, all your favorite dishes. Just wait a little longer, you’ll be able to eat soon."