"Are you so sure it’s a rumor?" Joanna Lawrence pursed her lips, looking into his eyes, "What if... it’s true?"
Ashton Heath was stunned for a moment, and then the sexy thin lips of the man gently hooked up: "If there isn’t even this bit of trust, I am not qualified to be your husband. Besides, Ms. Joanna, I am pursuing you now, so of course, I have to perform well and win your favor."
"Even if those things are true, they can only represent your past. I like who you are now, so no matter what you’ve experienced in the past, it won’t change my feelings for you."
Joanna Lawrence had long known that Ashton Heath was very good at flirting.
When it came to sweet-talking, he had a set of skills.
Some words that sound cheesy from others would create a heart-pounding sensation when they came from his mouth.
Joanna Lawrence felt she was being flirted with.
Even if it was sweet nothings, she was really touched by them.
She couldn’t help but smile at the corner of her lips: "Mr. Ashton, your flirting skills are getting better and better. Has anyone ever told you that you’re really good at flirting?"
Flirting with women isn’t difficult, but it’s not simple either.
If it’s not done well enough, it can be awkward.
If it’s done too well, it can make people feel that the person has a rich love history and is too frivolous.
Like Ashton Heath, flirting just right was actually somewhat challenging.
Ashton Heath also gently hooked the corner of his lips and said truthfully: "You are the first."
Joanna Lawrence didn’t quite believe him, raising an eyebrow: "I’m the first one? You’re not lying to me."
"I’m not lying." Ashton Heath looked into the girl’s bright black eyes beside him and said word by word, "I have flirted with only you."
So she was the first.
And later, she would also be the last one.
Joanna Lawrence stared at the man’s deep dark eyes for several seconds, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated a lot.
The red light passed,
Ashton Heath returned his gaze and continued to drive seriously.
He still remembered what had just happened, pursing his lips and asked Joanna Lawrence again: "You haven’t told me what’s the deal with the forum post."
"Oh, you mean that?" Joanna Lawrence sorted out her thoughts and then briefly said, "Someone posted on our school’s forum, spreading rumors that I have a chaotic private life, had many boyfriends during my senior high school, even had abortion at the hospital."
After she finished, she thought for a moment and added another point: "Also stole classmates’ boyfriends, specially hooking up with the affluent offspring."
"You are the nth affluent offspring I hooked up with after David Benington."
Her tone was very calm, as if narrating someone else’s story.
After all, she had already passed the most angry period.
Ashton Heath’s face darkened, a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Send me the link to the post."
"Are you going to help me find out who posted it behind the scenes?"
"No need." Joanna Lawrence wouldn’t bother him with things she could handle on her own.
After all, they had just gotten married not long ago, and she had already troubled him with a lot of things.
Although he didn’t mind and always stood up for her strongly, it didn’t mean she could rely on him to solve everything for her with a clear conscience.
Ashton Heath raised an eyebrow: "Oh?"
"I can handle this on my own. I’ve already sent the link to Jeremy. He’ll help me find the person behind it."