Only then did they realize that they both had each other in their hearts.
Their relationship had just advanced to a new stage.
Now, all she wanted was to be together with him.
"So, you don’t want to divorce him?" Lady Octavia’s tone suddenly turned several degrees colder, and her face was also colder. Even her eyes were much sharper.
The hostility from her eyes hit Joanna directly.
Joanna wasn’t afraid, and she met Lady Octavia’s eyes, stating, "Mom, I’m sorry, but I won’t divorce him. Unless he betrays me and doesn’t want me, I’ll leave him. Otherwise, I’ll always be by his side."
"Joanna Lawrence!" Lady Octavia slammed her hand onto the table, "Do you think I’m here to discuss this with you? There’s no room for discussion on this matter. Whether you want to divorce him or not, you have to."
Lady Octavia’s attitude was extremely domineering.
Joanna didn’t back down, and she looked at her calmly, repeating her previous statement word for word, "Mom, like I said, I can’t possibly divorce him. There are no emotional or other problems between Ashton and me. We get along very well and care about each other."
"I like being with him, and I want to stay with him for a long time. I can’t comply with your request."
"You like him?" Lady Octavia’s eyes were filled with anger, and she sneered in ridicule, "Do you like my son, or do you like his identity and status? Don’t act like I don’t know what women like you are thinking. You just want to change your social class through marriage, turning from a sparrow into a phoenix. If he had no money or power, would you still like him? You’re just using your pretty face to enchant my son and trick him into marrying you."
"Don’t you think this is shameless of you?" Lady Octavia became angrier and more disgusted as she spoke, her contempt and disdain blatantly revealed, completely losing her previous elegance and composure, making her look rather ferocious.
She no longer resembled the elegant and dignified noble madam from just moments ago.
Joanna’s face changed slightly, and she gripped the edge of the table.
She took a deep breath, and after a few seconds of silence, her lips still bore a faint smile. She looked at Lady Octavia, who was on the verge of erupting in anger, and spoke softly, "Mom, I’ve told you before: I didn’t deceive him into marrying me."
"Ashton Heath is an adult; he’s not an ignorant child. You must know better than anyone what kind of person your son is. Do you think I could have tricked him into marrying me if he wasn’t doing it willingly?"
"That’s right, our flash marriage did initially happen for reasons other than love."
Lady Octavia couldn’t help but scoff, "Oh, showing your true colors now? You admit it?"
Joanna ignored her sarcasm and continued, "You should know that he has a problem: he can’t touch any woman. This is also a major reason why he’s remained single all these years."
Lady Octavia frowned, "What exactly are you trying to say?"
Joanna looked at her and calmly said, "After he found out that he wouldn’t have an allergic reaction to me, it was him who proposed marriage. At first, I wasn’t willing. Yes, he is outstanding, and his situation is excellent. In fact, if I had refused him, I probably wouldn’t meet a better man in my entire life."