Ashton Heath frowned and gripped her hand tighter. A moment later, he gently pulled her into his arms, "Joanna, you are my wife, and they are my best friends. I won’t ask them to like you, but if they can’t even show basic respect to my wife, how do you think I’ll feel?"
"If I don’t show them how angry I am this time, they will only disrespect you even more in the future."
"I’ve said that I won’t let you be wronged again and I’ll stick to my words. Frank, knowing how much I care about and value you, dares to show annoyance towards you. He doesn’t respect you nor me."
"How can I not teach him a lesson?"
Joanna found herself speechless.
Her heart suddenly began to race.
Just now he said he cares about her, values her...
Even if she doesn’t know if he truly means what he said, at this moment, she admits she’s a little moved.
Under such circumstances, what woman wouldn’t be?
When you experience that someone really cares about you, values you, and stands up for you all the time...
Especially when this man is as outstanding as Ashton Heath.
Handsome, dignified, having supreme power, and treating you with all sorts of tenderness and protection.
If she could remain completely indifferent under such circumstances, she would not be human, she would be a god.
Unfortunately, she’s not a god.
Therefore, she couldn’t help but be moved.
After all, a man like Ashton Heath was truly enthralling.
Having spoken, Ashton noticed Joanna staring blankly at him, her gaze fixed on him without blinking.
He frowned slightly, going to pinch her chin, his tall handsome fingers gently caressing her chin. He squinted his deep-set eyes, "What are you looking at? Did you suddenly realize how handsome your husband is?"
Joanna nodded blankly.
A cheerful chuckle resonated in her ears.
The man’s brooding upsetness disappeared, leaving a charming smile in his deep black eyes.
"Since you think your husband is especially handsome, why don’t you call out ’husband’ for me to hear, hmm?"
As Joanna blinked her eyes, her glare was met with his teasing and eager gaze. That’s when she snapped back to reality.
Then, her face flushed, stammered, "Wh-what? I didn’t hear what you just said."
How did she end up ogling at Ashton again?
Oh, how embarrassing.
Joanna truly believes she’s not the type to ogle at men.
She has never ogle at any man.
Yet... she had ogled at Ashton several times now.
This surely couldn’t be due to her lack of self-control.
It’s this man beside her who’s just too captivating.
"Didn’t hear clearly?" The man let out a low sexy laugh, "Hmm, then I’ll say it again. Baby, call me ’husband’. We’re married now, and you haven’t called me that yet."
Her small and pretty chin was held in his grip, gently lifted up. Joanna’s eyes collided with the man’s deep and enticing eyes.
Something seemed to lightly hit her heart, and she found it difficult to calm her emotions.