My Secret Billionaire Husband Chapter 2996 - 2515 Honeymoon Trip (1)

Soon, Joanna Lawrence fell asleep.

Ashton Heath gently patted her back with one hand. His eyes lowered, looking at the little sleeping bundle in his arms. His thin lips curved up slightly, and his voice was soft and hoarse, "Good night, my baby. Your husband will always love you."

*

The next day.

On the plane to Noviland.

Joanna Lawrence officially began her honeymoon.

She and Ashton Heath decided to spend their honeymoon in Noviland. Katoomba, a famous tourist city in Noviland, has the islands Joanna likes, the snow-capped mountains at the foot of which cherry blossoms bloom, vast grasslands, and small towns with a strong ethnic charm.

In short, Katoomba is a very suitable city for sightseeing.

Joanna also carefully researched before choosing the destination.

On the plane.

Wrapped in a small blanket, Joanna sipped freshly made bubble milk tea while watching a movie.

Ashton Heath sat next to her, partially holding her in his arms, accompanying her to watch a youth romance film that he would never have watched before.

To Ashton Heath, the so-called adolescent pain seemed like groundless whining and affectation.

It turned out he wasn’t being biased.

After watching a third of the movie, he felt a bit drowsy.

But the little woman in his arms seemed engrossed, her moist black eyes misted with tears, making them appear as red as a rabbit’s.

"Oh, they’re so pitiful. Why can’t people who love each other so deeply be together?"

"July is so unfortunate. How did she end up with cancer?"

"I really want to send some razor blades to the screenwriter. It wasn’t easy for July and South Wind to be together, so why let July get cancer, and in such an advanced stage? If July dies and only South Wind remains, he’ll be so pitiful too, boo hoo hoo."

Ashton Heath: "..."

"Boo hoo hoo, hubby." Joanna looked up with her watery eyes, looking pitiful, with an expression begging for comfort and caresses.

Ashton Heath chuckled softly, reached out to rub her head, and the depths of his eyes were filled with indulgence, "It’s just a movie, it’s all fake."

"But the movie is also a reflection of real life." Joanna bit the corner of her lip, still looking upset, "There must be such tragic love stories in real life."

"I feel so sad right now, I really want to cry."

Joanna wasn’t usually this sentimental.

It wasn’t her first time watching this kind of youth romance movie.

But when she was with Ashton Heath, she’d always become a bit more sentimental.

She enjoyed being pampered by this man.

Ashton Heath was always extremely gentle and patient with her. Even when indulging her in things she considered overly sentimental and childish, he always took it seriously and never treated it lightly.

God’s favoritism toward her was allowing her to marry Ashton Heath.

"What should I do? How can I make my baby happy?" Ashton Heath picked her up, blanket and all, and kissed her lips gently. His deep and gentle voice said, "Shall I tell you a joke, baby?"

Joanna Lawrence: "..."

As for Ashton Heath’s jokes...she thought better of it.

They were usually very cold, to the point where she couldn’t find the punchline.

"Is there anything you want, I’ll buy it for you?"

Joanna shook her head.

As Ashton Heath liked to shower her with gifts at every opportunity, and Mr. Rowan would periodically purchase a lot of clothes and bags for her, Joanna’s material desires had reached a spiritually transcendent state of Buddha-like contentment.