But just because she didn’t care doesn’t mean others thought the same way.
Since she was being provoked directly, if she didn’t strike back, they’d think she was easy to bully.
Moreover, the one provoking her was Rebecca Kelloway.
Joanna had already tolerated Rebecca for a long time.
"Fine." On the other end of the phone, Rebecca chuckled coldly, "Show me the proof then, if you dare not to secretly delete the call history."
"I won’t delete it." Joanna glanced into the bathroom and smirked, "My husband is coming out soon. I’m going to ask him if I can answer his calls."
Just as she finished speaking, there was a "click" sound as the bathroom door opened.
Ashton Heath, who had just taken a cold shower, was wrapped in a towel and carried a damp chill as he stepped out of the bathroom.
Water droplets were still dripping from his damp short hair.
Droplets slid down from his forehead, following the cold and deep contours of his face, and eventually landed upon his sexy thin lips.
Seeing her standing at the door, Ashton paused and then quickly walked over to her, wrapping his arms around her gently, "Why are you still standing here? Weren’t you sleepy?"
Joanna regained her composure, waving the phone in front of him and saying, "Ms. Kelloway called while you were showering, and I helped you answer it. By the way, the call is still going on, do you want to take it?"
"Rebecca called?" Ashton cast a glance at the phone screen, which showed the call was still going on.
"Yeah." Joanna nodded and handed him the phone, "I answered her call without your permission. You don’t mind, do you?"
Ashton took the phone, looked at the still ongoing call, and frowned: "Of course not, I have nothing to mind."
"Really? You don’t mind?" Joanna’s lips curled up slightly, raising her voice and saying, "But, Ms. Kelloway said you hate it when others touch your things, and she said you’d definitely be angry. So I’ve been waiting outside, afraid you’d be mad."
Ashton looked down at her, quickly understanding that she was saying these words for Rebecca to hear, and then cooperatively raised his voice too, softly saying, "You’re my wife, not to mention my things, even my person is yours. What’s there that you can’t touch?"
Joanna was very satisfied with his cooperation and performance.
So, she didn’t mind giving him a small reward.
She tiptoed up and kissed his thin lips, blinked her playful eyes, looked at the call screen still going on, and then grinned, "Honey, when did your mouth become so sweet?"
Hearing her coquettish voice calling him "honey", Ashton’s Adam’s apple rolled, and the arm around her shoulders tightened, "Hmm? You don’t like it?"
"I do." Joanna glanced at the still ongoing call and suddenly felt a little sorry for Rebecca.
Was this her last bit of stubbornness?
Not hanging up even now?
After all, if it were her, she wouldn’t be able to stand hearing the person she liked being intimate with another woman.
"Honey, Ms. Kelloway still hasn’t hung up," Joanna kindly reminded him, "You should ask her what she needs. I think there must be some important matter since she called so late."
Ashton seemed to just remember he was supposed to answer the call.
Looking at Joanna, he raised his eyebrows slightly and asked in a normal volume without deliberately lowering his voice, "You don’t mind?"
"Why would I mind?" Joanna looked magnanimous, "You’re just friends with Ms. Kelloway. It’s normal to call your friends, so go ahead."
"Of course not. You’re not flirting with another woman behind my back. I have nothing to be worried about." Joanna urged him with her eyes, "Don’t keep Ms. Kelloway waiting, hurry up and answer."
Seeing that she really didn’t mind, Ashton finally picked up the phone.
"What do you want so late?" His voice was cold.
On the other end of the phone, Rebecca’s voice trembled slightly, obviously suppressing something, "Ashton, does Joanna really control you so strictly now? You have to get her permission to answer other people’s calls? I thought you hated people meddling in your affairs. How could you now..."
Before she could finish, Ashton interrupted her coldly, "You misunderstood. She has never controlled me nor made such demands."
"I do it willingly. What’s the matter with you?"
"I, I heard from Lady Octavia that you’ve blocked her number, and she’s very angry. Ashton, I just wanted to advise you..."
"You called just because of this?" Ashton interrupted her impatiently.
"If it’s just because of this, then there’s nothing to talk about. It’s late, Joanna’s sleepy, and I have to sleep with her. That’s it."
Ashton hung up the phone first.
After hanging up, he casually put the phone on a nearby cabinet.
He held Joanna, walked to the table, and glanced at the untouched food on the table, frowning slightly: "Why didn’t you eat it? Does it not suit your taste?"
"No, I wanted to wait for you."
"Didn’t you say you were hungry a long time ago?" Ashton rubbed her head, sat down with her, picked up a fork and picked up a shrimp to taste it. After confirming it was still warm, he then picked up another one and fed it to her.
Furrowing his brows but with a deep tender look in his eyes, he said, "You were so hungry, and still, you waited for me. Are you silly?"
Joanna obediently opened her mouth and ate the shrimp he fed her.
The take-out he ordered was naturally the best dishes delivered from the finest hotel.
The taste was top-notch.
The dishes were stored in an insulation container, so they hadn’t cooled off.
The shrimp was tender and delicious, immediately arousing her appetite. After eating one, her stomach growled with hunger.
Ashton picked up another forkful of food, fed it to her and said, "You’re so hungry and yet still waiting for me. Are you silly?"
Joanna obediently opened her mouth and swallowed the food in her mouth in a few bites, then picked up a fork too, scooping up some food to feed him.