He draped his coat over Joanna’s body: "It’s a bit chilly tonight, wear this."
His coat looked particularly large on her.
When Joanna put it on, it was like a kid wearing an adult’s clothes.
However, she felt a lot warmer as soon as she put on the coat.
The familiar and utterly masculine scent of Ashton Heath lingered in the air around her, providing a great sense of comfort.
"What about you?" She looked up at him.
But she saw Ashton Heath staring at her in a very odd way.
It seemed like there was a flickering glow in his eyes, a bit gloomy, a bit deep, a bit...
Joanna felt her heartbeat quickening under his gaze and she was beginning to feel uneasy.
She pulled up the overly long sleeves of the coat, revealing her soft white hands, blinked, and asked, "What’s wrong? Is there something out of place?"
Ashton Heath’s gaze was a bit frightening.
Joanna felt a fear, as if she was being watched by a beast.
She suddenly remembered the night before she had arrived in Frankfurt, when Ashton Heath had pinned her to the bed with this same look.
But that night, his gaze was not as intense, and the flame in his eyes was not as heated.
Joanna’s legs suddenly felt weak.
"Um, I think there’s a lake ahead. Let’s go for a walk by the lake!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she quickly walked away, her pace swift and frantic, as if some hulking creature was chasing after her.
She decided to take a two-hour walk before returning!
This man, Ashton Heath... was too scary.
Every time she saw him now, her legs would go weak...
The man, who still stood where she had left him, watched the petite figure fleeing in panic. His thin lips slightly hooked up, and a gleam of resolution flashed in his eyes.
His baby was really cute.
Thinking that she could escape just by running away.
Just now, watching her put on his coat, an idea suddenly came to his mind.
He decided to put it into action tonight.
Thinking about it, he was becoming somewhat impatient.
Joanna braved the chilly evening wind and walked by the lake for more than an hour.
Only when her stomach began to ache from the walking did she stop.
Ashton Heath, who had been following her, stopped as well. Suppressing the amusement in his eyes, he looked down at her, "Baby, do you want to keep walking? You have to report to the film crew early in the morning, and it’s getting late. Shouldn’t we head back?"
Joanna had wanted to keep struggling.
But considering that she had to get up early the next day, and she probably wouldn’t sleep well if she kept walking, she decided to stop.
Besides, her feet were feeling sore and weak, and she didn’t want to keep walking anymore.
She pulled out her phone and checked the time, deciding that it was safe enough by this time.
Ashton Heath knew she had to get up early the next day, so he probably wouldn’t have the heart to keep her up too late, right?
With that in mind, she settled down and nodded, "Yeah, let’s head back."
"You’ve been walking for so long, are your feet sore?" Ashton Heath looked at her lackluster figure and ruffled her hair.
Joanna tilted her head back, her gaze pitifully pleading, "Yes, they hurt a bit."
"And you still walked all this way?" Ashton Heath let out a half-sigh half-laugh, ruffling her hair again, he spoke in a tone of tender indulgence, "Baby, are you that scared of me? You’ve walked around the lake for so long, even tiring yourself out, just to keep me from touching you. Is that really necessary?"