My Secret Billionaire Husband Chapter 2828 - 2838: It’s Me Being Meddlesome
Previously on My Secret Billionaire Husband...
Shouldn’t she realize the peril of wandering the streets alone like this?
It was fortunate that he elected to visit and greet her.
And as luck would have it, he witnessed the recent events unfolding on his way here.
Frank Parker’s gaze, filled with avarice and enchantment, swept over her form multiple times before settling back on her flawlessly fair visage, a flicker of possessiveness mingling with unease in his eyes.
If only she were his.
He would surely keep her secured by his side, shielding her from any potential harm.
He would devote his entire existence to her protection.
He would cherish her, adore her, and bestow upon her his entire fortune.
He found himself questioning Ashton Heath’s judgment.
To permit her to remain immersed in the vast, chaotic expanse of the entertainment industry.
Was he unaware of the nature of such a world?
Even with a protector, one might anticipate a degree of safety from immediate threats.
However, this consideration only extended to those aware of her true standing.
Should her identity remain concealed, her circumstances could become exceedingly perilous.
The episode he just observed served as a stark illustration of this.
His presence just so happened to coincide with the incident.
Yet, should a similar situation arise again, without anyone to safeguard her…
Frank Parker’s brow furrowed in concern, and he couldn’t restrain himself from remarking, "What is Ashton Heath thinking, letting you film alone? Considering what transpired previously, I’ve already perceived two instances where danger loomed over you."
"He was aware of the prior incident, yet still permits you to venture out for filming? Isn’t he apprehensive about you facing peril once more?"
"Did he not convey the significance you hold for him, assuring he would attend to and safeguard you? Is this how he interprets care and protection?" His voice deepened, his eyes conveying a sense of grievance, his words laced with palpable dissatisfaction and criticism directed at Ashton Heath.
Upon hearing him cast aspersions on Ashton Heath, Joanna Lawrence’s brow also knitted. She drew a measured breath, reminding herself that Frank Parker had extended aid to her moments before and that his current sentiments stemmed from a place of concern, thus advising herself against engaging in an argument.
Nonetheless, after brief contemplation, she found herself compelled to respond.
"Frank Parker, your assistance just now was invaluable, and I am deeply appreciative. However, I do not believe this grants you the license or standing to critique my husband or presume he neglects my well-being. From my perspective, my husband and I share a profoundly harmonious relationship, and I experience immense happiness and dedicated care. He has impeccably fulfilled his marital obligations, ensuring my welfare."
"I find it disagreeable when individuals speak of him in such a manner; it is unjust to him."
"Furthermore, the reason I have chosen to continue my career in the entertainment industry is rooted in his genuine respect for my aspirations. To compel me to abandon this path against my wishes would signify a profound lack of value and disregard for my person on his part."
As Frank Parker absorbed her spirited defense of Ashton Heath, a sharp, agonizing sensation pierced his heart, as if repeatedly struck by blades. The pervasive ache spread through his chest, draining the color from his usually handsome features and twisting his thin lips into a semblance of derision.
"My apologies." A sardonic, self-deprecating note tinged the depths of his voice as he suppressed the bittersweet turmoil in his throat, rasping, "It is of no concern to me. If you are content, then I have no reason for further worry."
Noticing his crestfallen demeanor, Joanna Lawrence paused briefly before speaking with a distant air, "We are not even acquainted as friends, so there is truly no need for your solicitous concern. I had intended to express my gratitude with a dinner invitation, but…"