Ashton Heath’s face changed slightly, the lust in his eyes replaced by other emotions, his gaze dark and unclear, "What do you regret?"
Joanna Lawrence gritted her teeth, "I regret just leaving like that. I should’ve beaten that bastard up and called the police to arrest him. But... I didn’t do anything."
"Could you have beaten him?"
"Even if I couldn’t, I’d still have tried!"
"So you...hate him that much?"
"How can what he did not be hateful?" Joanna’s eyes were filled with resentment. "He’s a bastard, a scumbag, a despicable and shameless piece of trash!"
Suddenly, he felt annoyed.
He originally planned to find an opportunity to tell her the truth about that night.
She was filled with so much resentment towards him from that night. If he told her the truth, would she forgive him?
Ashton Heath wasn’t sure.
He fell silent for a moment, his voice a bit dry, "So...you really can’t remember what he looked like at all?"
Joanna shook her head.
Suddenly, she widened her eyes and stared straight at him.
Ashton felt somewhat guilty under her gaze, "...What is it?"
Joanna stared at him for a few seconds, shook her head, "Nothing."
Just as Ashton asked her that question, she felt a sense of familiarity.
Looking into his eyes filled with deep desire, she somehow thought of the man from that night.
In the darkness, those eyes were filled with possessive, passionate fire...
As she was lost in thought, the shadow above her disappeared.
Joanna raised her head and saw Ashton roll over to the other side of the bed.
He lay there silently for a while, then slowly sat up, closed his eyes, and said, "I just remembered that I still have some documents to deal with. I’m going to work in the study for a bit. There’s a computer in the room, the password is four fives, you can use it as you please. On the first floor, there’s a movie room. If you want to watch a movie, just let Mr. Rowan know, and he will arrange it for you."
"If you want to go for a walk, you can ask a maid to accompany you to the garden."
"If you want to eat something, you can let Mr. Rowan know."
"Also, I’ve already asked him to buy some daily necessities for you, clothes, accessories, shoes, bags, and such. You can take a look to see if you like them. If you don’t like them, just tell him, and he will buy new ones for you."
"I might be in the study for quite a while, so you can go to sleep when you’re tired. No need to wait for me."
After saying that, he turned his head to look at Joanna.
Joanna lay there stiffly, clutching the bedsheet underneath her, holding back tears, taking a deep breath, and smiling as she nodded, "Okay, I understand."
Ashton’s eyebrows wrinkled a bit.
"Joanna." He reached out and pulled her up, then gently held her in his arms, lowering his head to kiss her forehead, "Don’t overthink things, I really don’t mind. I genuinely just remembered that I have some important things to deal with, so..."
"I know." Without waiting for him to finish, Joanna nodded very considerately, "I’m not overthinking. Go and deal with your work, I understand."
Ashton looked at her with furrowed brows, his eyes full of doubt, "You really didn’t overthink?"
It was inevitable for her to misunderstand when he suddenly stopped at this moment.
But after learning about her deep resentment towards him stealing her innocence that night, he couldn’t just pretend not to know and continue with her.
Suddenly, he lost the mood.