"Then... if I say..." Joanna Lawrence bit the corner of her lips hesitantly and it took her a few seconds to continue, "I hope you won’t interact with her anymore. What do you think?"
Would he think her request was too much?
Joanna knew that Ashton Heath liked her.
In his heart, she had a place.
But she still didn’t have the confidence that he would agree to her request.
He and Rebecca Kelloway had over twenty years of friendship.
Was asking him to cut off all contact in the future too difficult?
She didn’t expect Ashton to agree.
So when he was silent for a moment without answering her immediately, Joanna was just about to let him not answer, but she heard him give an unexpected response, "Okay, I won’t interact with her anymore."
Joanna Lawrence: "?! "
Ashton Heath looked at her: "Isn’t that what you want?"
"But, you guys have been friends for so long. Are you really willing to do this for me..."
Before she could finish speaking, Ashton stretched out his hand and pulled her into his embrace, "She and I have been friends for a long time, but you are my wife, the one who will accompany me for a lifetime. I know the importance of friends and family. Besides, she hurt you. Even if she were a good friend, I absolutely cannot tolerate it."
"My friends should love those who are close to me, and not hurt you knowing how much I care about you. When she did this, she didn’t consider our so-called friendship at all."
"Such a friend, it’s better not to have."
Ashton Heath didn’t have deep feelings for Rebecca Kelloway.
Although they had known each other for over twenty years.
Rebecca was his only female friend.
But he was a naturally cold person, and even if he had known someone for many years, he wouldn’t develop feelings just because they had been around him for a long time if he didn’t like their temperaments.
If he didn’t like someone, he just didn’t like them.
Over the years, his feelings for Rebecca were neither particularly fond nor particularly resentful.
Simply because they had known each other for so long, his tolerance for her was slightly higher in certain matters.
That was what made Rebecca his only female friend.
But that uniqueness didn’t mean much.
In other words, Rebecca Kelloway was no match for Joanna Lawrence.
His answer was perfect.
Joanna couldn’t help but smile, "This is something you agreed to yourself, not because I forced you. If you ever regret it in the future..."
"I won’t regret it. I’ve already made it clear to her that from now on, she and I are no longer friends." After Ashton spoke, he showed a pleading expression on his face, "Wife, what do you think of my performance?"
Joanna held back a laugh, pretended to consider it, and then nodded, "Well, it’s... alright."
"Since I performed well, shouldn’t you give me a little reward?"
"What kind of reward do you want?"
Ashton Heath lowered his eyes, his deep gaze falling on her tender, cherry blossom-like lips. His eyes darkened, and he whispered, "I want a kiss, is that okay?"
Joanna: "...Are you sure it’s just a kiss?"
"Mhm." Ashton nodded, his handsome face magnified in front of her eyes, and his breath fell on her lips, "Just one kiss. Baby, is that okay?"