The color of Yannick Luther’s face subtly shifted as he sat beside her, his brows furrowing slightly.
Frank Parker pursed his lips and, with a "bang", set down his wine glass. He stood up coldly and said, "I’m going to the restroom."
With that, he turned and quickly walked out of the private room.
Yannick Luther glanced at Rebecca Kelloway, then at Ashton Heath and Joanna Lawrence. His brows furrowed even more.
If Joanna’s previous assumptions were mere speculation, after hearing Rebecca’s words, she was now certain that her guesses were right.
Rebecca was doing it intentionally.
Gradually, Joanna realized the source of the animosity Rebecca initially showed her.
She... liked Ashton Heath?
Beyond that reason, she couldn’t think of anything else.
But Ashton Heath seemed to be ignorant of the situation?
Subconsciously, Joanna looked at the man next to her only to find that Ashton Heath was also looking at her.
Their eyes met, and a gentle smile tugged at his lips. In a soft voice, he asked while holding her hand, "Are you hungry? Is there anything you want to eat?"
Before Joanna could respond, he made a gesture to the waiter to bring the menu.
"Order some dishes you like." Ashton Heath thrust the menu into her hand, "Tonight, Grady is treating us, don’t be shy, pick the expensive ones."
Yannick Luther: "..."
Abandoning one’s brothers once one has a wife, indeed.
Prioritizing love over friendship, this guy.
Joanna Lawrence: "..."
Looking at her dazed expression, Ashton Heath stretched out his hand to gently ruffle her hair, his tone indulging, "Help me order too."
Joanna glanced at the face of Rebecca, her face turning a bit green, and spoke in a small voice: "Didn’t Rebecca help you order? I, I don’t know what you like to eat."
She felt like Ashton Heath was also doing this deliberately.
Rebecca said so much, but he didn’t bother to respond to anything.
Now he even asked her to help order food.
Wasn’t that intentionally slapping Rebecca in the face?
Ashton Heath chuckled, "Whatever you order, I’ll eat. I’m sure I’ll like whatever you choose."
Joanna could feel Rebecca’s face turn even greener as Ashton Heath finished his sentence.
Only after talking to her did Ashton Heath turn his head to face Rebecca and said in a casual tone, "People can change their minds, I don’t love Ikan Bakar anymore."
Joanna Lawrence: "..."
Did he want to enrage Rebecca to death?
Just how shameless could he possibly be?
Weren’t they supposed to be good friends from childhood? Is this really okay?
"Is that so? I thought... you still loved it." The nails of Rebecca’s hand sunk into her palm, her smile became increasingly strained.
How could she not notice Ashton Heath’s deliberate protection of Joanna?
At this moment, Rebecca felt incredibly aggrieved, with particular sorrow wrenching her heart.
She knew Ashton Heath well.
He was never one to consider others’ feelings or go out of his way to protect someone.
He was naturally withdrawn, not even too friendly with their group of friends.
She had known him for over twenty years, and it only gave her a slight advantage over other women.
But what did this slight advantage mean compared to the woman at his side?
He disliked women touching him and would feel physically disgusted when a woman approached him too closely.
But Joanna could touch him.
He never deliberately defended anyone, but just now, he defended Joanna.
For the sake of the woman he hadn’t known for long, he publicly embarrassed her.
Before, he would never do such a thing.
Why did his entire personality change after getting married?