"I might have sounded a bit too harsh just now, didn’t I? Did I scare you? Why are you crying? Please stop crying, okay?"
"Ashton Heath, you yelled at me!" Joanna Lawrence As she was coaxed, her tears, which were still turning at the corners of her eyes, flowed uncontrollably. Biting her lip and choking, she accused, "I was already terrified, and you still yelled at me."
"Do you know how dangerous it was back then? I almost... almost got disfigured."
For a girl, being disfigured is more terrifying than death.
Thinking about this incident, Joanna still feels fearful.
If it weren’t for Maddox Allenson blocking her at that time...
She wouldn’t dare to think about the consequences...
Just thinking about it sends chills down her spine.
The fear made her even more aggrieved: "You don’t even know how to comfort me. Instead, you come and yell at me and blame me. How could you do this?+"
"You’re too much...+"
"I don’t want to deal with you anymore...+"
"Baby, don’t cry. It’s all my fault." Ashton Heath fears nothing except Joanna’s tears. Hearing her cry, he immediately coaxed her, disregarding any grievances he had.
No matter whose fault it is...
If he made his wife cry, it’s his fault.
If he’s wrong, he must apologize and admit it.
"It was your fault to begin with!" Joanna wiped her tears from the corner of her eyes and said in grievance, "You yelled at me!"
"I’m sorry, it’s my fault."
"You blamed me for not calling you right away and not telling you about the accident. But if it weren’t for not wanting you to worry and not wanting to disturb your work, would I not tell you?"
"Ashton Heath, I just didn’t want to affect you or cause you too much trouble."
"I understand now, baby, I’m sorry." Ashton Heath kept apologizing, his tone extremely gentle, "I didn’t mean to yell at you. It’s just that I was so worried about you that I couldn’t control my emotions. Do you know how scared and guilty I felt when I heard that you were almost splashed with sulfuric acid?"
"Guilty?" Joanna wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and snorted softly, "Why would you feel guilty?"
"I feel guilty because at that moment, the person who stood up to protect you wasn’t me, but a stranger." Ashton Heath’s tone was a little sour, "Now, you are full of gratitude towards that Maddox kid. Humph, he’s really smart, choosing to block it for you at that moment. Now he can be considered as gaining benefits from a disaster."
Joanna: "...What do you mean by gaining benefits from a disaster? Ashton Heath, don’t think of other people like that... He is an artist. If not for his luck this time, he would have had scars on his hand. Scars like that have a huge impact on an artist."+
"It’s only natural that I feel grateful to him. If it wasn’t for him, the sulfuric acid would have splashed on me." Joanna frowned a little dissatisfied with what he had just said, "Ashton Heath, he blocked a disaster for me. I don’t expect you to be as grateful to him as I am, but can you not talk about him like that? His sacrifice this time was great too. You didn’t see how horrifying the wound on his hand was."
"I knew it would be ." Ashton Heath was silent for a few seconds, his tone even more sour, "Now he’s your benefactor, and nobody can criticize him. He saved you and blocked the sulfuric acid for you. I am grateful to him too. If it weren’t for him, you would have been the one injured.