As for those external obstacles, she would treat them as bumps on the road of their love, and she would try to overcome them.
He had given her so much.
She couldn’t just blindly enjoy and accept his kindness without giving anything back to him.
That would be too unfair to him.
With these thoughts, Joanna Lawrence suddenly put down her fork and gently grabbed Ashton Heath’s hand in his surprised expression: "Ashton Heath, I will follow you well from now on. You said that we will always be together, right?"
Ashton Heath was taken aback, but quickly grasped her hand back: "Yes, I said that. Baby, what’s going on?"
He felt that Joanna was acting a bit unusual at this moment.
Joanna smiled at him: "Nothing, I just feel that you are so good to me, and I must not let you down."
Ashton Heath’s deep black eyes gazed at her thoughtfully for a moment, and his other hand gently touched her head, fondling her hair: "What’s got you feeling so emotional all of a sudden? Is it because I cooked this meal for you and you’re touched?"
"Yes." Joanna interlaced her fingers with his, with a sweet smile on her lips, and looked up at him, "I’m touched. I suddenly feel like I must have done some good deed in my last life to have such a great husband."
Ashton Heath’s eyes deepened with surprise.
He looked at her intently, and after a moment, his big hand gently stroked her hair again as a faint smile appeared in his eyes: "Baby, tell me, have I made you happy?"
At this moment, she felt so happy.
"Really?" Ashton Heath’s eyes were tender, like the moonlight spilling onto the windowsill on a summer night, his voice soft and gentle, "Following me, do you really feel happy? Were those words just now, truly from your heart?"
Joanna nodded again, heavily: "Yes, from my heart. Ashton Heath, from now on, we will always be together, right?"
Thinking about the conversation with Lady Octavia, Joanna’s brow wrinkled slightly.
That conversation had ended in discord.
Since Lady Octavia thought about divorcing her and Ashton Heath, she wouldn’t give up easily.
If that negotiation failed this time, she would not stop trying.
Joanna could strengthen her resolve, and Ashton wasn’t a momma’s boy, not to mention Madam Heath who she could rely on, so she wasn’t too afraid of Lady Octavia’s meddling.
What she was worried about was that if Lady Octavia couldn’t move her, she would go for the people around her.
Things were not impossible if pushed too far.
Thinking about this, Joanna hesitated whether to tell Ashton Heath or not.
"Of course, we will." Ashton Heath didn’t know what she was thinking and mistook her worries for fearing separation. He tightened his grip on her hand, held it to his lips, and gently kissed the back of her hand.
The man’s voice was utterly gentle: "You’ve already married me; in this life, you’re my woman. You have to stay by my side, and you can only stay by my side."
"What about you?" His possessive words were full of desire, but it made Joanna feel extremely sweet. She smiled and said, "In this life, I am your woman, but are you also only going to be my man for this life?"
"Can you only stay by my side?"
"Yes." Ashton Heath held her hand like a devoted knight, placing another kiss on the back of her hand, "My wife, in this life, I am all yours."