My Secret Billionaire Husband Chapter 2882 - 2412

"Ashton Heath, are you still upset with me?" Joanna Lawrence moved nearer, her nose brushing against his, her voice even softer than before as she cooed, "Can you stop being angry? I admit that initially, I didn't intend to inform you about the investigation concerning Annie Lawrence. This was because I perceived it as a minor issue that I could resolve independently, and I didn't want you to be concerned about me."

"If it were something beyond my capability, I would undoubtedly seek your assistance. I simply felt that enlisting your help for a trivial matter would be a misuse of your talents. If you don't mind, I'll discuss everything with you first from this point onward, alright?"

"Can you cease your anger? I'll treat you to dinner tonight as a way to atone. Or, perhaps I could prepare a meal for you?"

Following Joanna's words, the man's expression visibly softened.

Seizing the opportune moment to build on her success, Joanna initiated a kiss. Her cheeks flushed, and she bit her lower lip before whispering, "I'm not returning home tonight. As long as you're no longer displeased with me, you... can do as you please."

The unspoken meaning was evident.

Ashton Heath narrowed his eyes, gazing at her flushed and captivating face, and a spark seemed to ignite within his deep, dark eyes.

"Are you certain?" he inquired, his voice considerably huskier.

Such opportunities were infrequently presented.

Particularly when offered by Joanna Lawrence, which rendered the offer even more precious.

Typically, she would claim to be unwell or fatigued, permitting him to touch her only once at most.

This invariably left him wanting.

"Mmm, I am certain. Why? Do you not desire it?" Joanna inquired, feigning innocence.

"Very well, remember that this was your suggestion," the man's voice deepened further. His arm encircled her waist more tightly, his burning, intense gaze fixed upon hers, and he leaned in, his warm lips lightly grazing hers, "You are not permitted to retract your word later; no crying or complaining when I touch you."

"So, you are no longer angered with me?" Joanna asked, gently nibbling his lip.

"Mmm."

Ashton Heath captured her withdrawing lips, his eyes reflecting a blend of resignation and tenderness. He let out an incredulous sigh, "Since when have I ever been truly angry with you?"

Even during moments of displeasure, a few sweet words from her were sufficient to make him yield.

He was undeniably no match for her.

The sole occasion he deliberately ignored her was when rumors surfaced of her romantic involvement with a male celebrity.

He attempted to retaliate by giving her the cold shoulder.

However, in the end, it was he who felt the chill in her absence.

He was destined to be captivated by her for the remainder of his life.

"So you aren't mad anymore?" Joanna Lawrence's face brightened with a smile. She tilted her head and inquired gleefully, "That's wonderful. May I have my Bubble Milk now? That cup on the table is for me, isn't it?"

"..."

Ashton Heath suddenly felt as though he were merely one item on her agenda to be managed.

"Mmm, it is for you," Ashton Heath shook his head, reaching out to gently pinch her cheek, "Go ahead. However, I advise against consuming too much; we will be finishing work shortly, and you'll lose your appetite for dinner if you drink excessively."

"Okay."

Having successfully appeased him, Joanna Lawrence promptly slipped off Ashton Heath's lap and began to savor her Bubble Milk with evident delight.

Her eyes narrowed slightly as she drank her Bubble Milk, clearly relishing every sip.

Observing her, Ashton Heath shook his head once more and remarked with a smile, "Is it truly that delicious? It's all unhealthy ingredients. It's acceptable to indulge occasionally, but daily consumption is detrimental to your health."

"You should drink less of it."