"Has he really gone mad?" Rebecca Kelloway fumed, "He kept such a big matter like marriage a secret from the entire family."
"Rebecca," Yannick Luther’s tone suddenly became serious, speaking with a rare sincerity, "Ashton is not like us; he is someone who has a very clear plan for his life’s direction. Whatever he does, it’s not impulsive, and it’s not a casual decision."
"I believe he has his reasons for doing this."
"Also..." Yannick paused for a few seconds before continuing, "I can feel that Ashton treasures that woman a lot. So, if you meet her tomorrow night, whether you like her or not, don’t let it show in front of Ashton."
Rebecca clenched her fingers and pressed her lips together without speaking.
Yannick sighed gently, "I’ve said it before; if you really have feelings for Ashton, you should have told him. Now... he’s already married. Sigh, what are you thinking?"
Listening to Yannick’s sigh, Rebecca felt as if her heart was being cut.
Her eyes misted, and she bit her lip, unable to say anything.
Was it already too late?
She had liked him for more than twenty years.
From the moment she saw him, she had loved him.
The more she loved him, the more afraid she was of losing him.
She was scared that confessing her love would make it impossible for them to even stay friends.
It seems as if she had completely lost the chance to confess her feelings, and had completely... lost her love.
Joanna Lawrence thought that having another person in the room would make her uncomfortable and unable to sleep.
But actually, she fell asleep quite quickly.
The lights were turned off, and everything was quiet.
In the darkness, both of their breathing sounds were very clear.
Lying in bed, listening to the other person’s breathing, she did not feel uncomfortable. Instead, she felt at ease.
She felt more secure than at any other time.
But when she thought about having Ashton Heath sleep on the ground bed, she felt guilty.
She guessed... this might be the first time in his life he had slept on the ground.
She wondered if he was very disturbed by it...
Even though it was summer and sleeping on the ground wouldn’t make too much of a difference, it still made her slightly uncomfortable to let the esteemed Young Master Ashton sleep on the ground.
She moved to the edge of the bed, speaking softly, "Are you asleep yet?"
The man responded instantly, "Not yet."
Joanna Lawrence: "..."
After waiting for a while and not hearing her speak again, the man’s magnetic, alluring voice lingered in the darkness, "Baby, are you asleep?"
This time, Joanna instantly replied, "No."
Ashton acknowledged softly and then asked, "Do you have something to say?"
Joanna hesitated for a few seconds, gripping the corner of her blanket as she asked softly, "Is it uncomfortable sleeping on the ground? Are you not used to it?"
The man did not answer her right away.
Instead, he was silent for a moment before replying, "Hmm, not used to it."
Joanna was taken aback.
As expected... he wasn’t used to it, was he?
She tugged on the blanket in her hand and bit the corner of her lip, whispering, "Is this your first time sleeping on the ground?"
Even though she had guessed it was his first time sleeping on the ground, hearing his confirmation made her feel even more guilty.
"Actually, I can go sleep on the couch."
Although the small sofa in the Living Room was not suitable for him, it would be suitable for her to sleep on.