The next morning, when Joanna Lawrence woke up, her body was still incredibly sore.
"Good morning, wife."
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a stunningly beautiful face that didn’t seem real.
She had just opened her eyes and saw an enlarged handsome face.
The man’s facial features were deep and three-dimensional, as if carved by a knife and axe. His thin lips were slightly upturned, and he supported his head with one hand, smiling sexily and charmingly at her.
His slightly open chest revealed well-defined muscles, with smooth and sexy lines that made people want to touch.
Early in the morning, as soon as she opened her eyes, she had to face such a beautiful temptation, and Joanna found it hard to resist.
As soon as a thought appeared in her mind, the fear of last night’s fierceness made the romantic idea that had just emerged from her heart disappear completely.
She moved her body and immediately felt an uncomfortable sour pain at the root of her thigh.
It hurt so much that she furrowed her brow slightly.
She looked at the culprit angrily, not even wanting to greet him.
He usually doted on her and indulged her in everything.
But in those moments, no matter how she begged him, he wouldn’t be moved.
When he bullied her severely, Joanna felt so angry that she wanted to divorce him.
"Baby, are you still mad at me?" Ashton Heath pinched her chin, leaned down to kiss her, and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Sorry, forgive me for not being able to control myself. I admit that I went too far last night. If you’re still mad at me, I’ll let you bite me to vent your anger, okay?"
He pulled up his robe sleeve, stretched his arm to her mouth, allowing her to do whatever she wanted, and said sincerely, "Bite, you can bite as long as you like."
Joanna Lawrence: "..."
Angry that once he reached that point, he didn’t care about her feelings at all and just kept bullying her.
Extremely domineering and aggressive.
But the man’s good attitude in admitting his mistake and seeking punishment made her unable to get angry at him all of a sudden.
Thinking about the upcoming months apart, the anger in her heart had been replaced by reluctance to part.
"Who wants to bite you? Biting people is something dogs do." Joanna bit her lower lip, looked at him charmingly, and gently patted his arm.
"So, my baby is too tender-hearted to bite her husband?" Ashton chuckled softly and pretended to kiss her again, "You’re such a good wife."
Just as his kiss was about to land, Joanna quickly raised her hand to block it, and pushed away his approaching face with the other hand, saying, "I haven’t brushed my teeth yet."
Ashton’s lips landed on the back of her hand.
He kissed her warm and moist hand, moved his Adam’s apple, and laughed softly, "It’s okay, I don’t mind."
Joanna Lawrence: "I do!"
"Alright." He sighed softly, lifting his lips from her hand, brushing the hair from her forehead and planting a gentle kiss on her forehead. "Let’s freshen up first."
As the two got out of bed together, Ashton carried Joanna to the bathroom. He helped her wash her face, brush her teeth, and even apply skincare products.
After freshening up, he carried her to the locker room to change her clothes.
After changing, he carried her down the stairs.
the maid who was cleaning saw Mr. Ashton carrying Ms. Joanna down, and each of them showed envious expressions on their faces as they wondered why they couldn’t have such good luck.
A husband like Mr. Ashton who loved and pampered his wife would surely bring happiness to their lives, wouldn’t he?