My Secret Billionaire Husband Chapter 2999 - 2518: Have Denver Lancaster Come Over

On the way back, Joanna got even more sick. She was leaning over the toilet bowl, vomiting with no strength left in her body.

It felt as if her stomach was about to be thrown up, too.

This was the first time riding a plane had caused such a huge reaction in her.

Even on the way to Noviland, they had turbulence, but she hadn’t felt this nauseous before.

Ashton Heath stood by her side, his brows furrowed. He was distressed and worried seeing her like this.

When he felt she was a bit better, he handed her a cup of clean water.

"Joanna, how do you feel now? Are you still nauseous? Should we go to the hospital for a check-up?"

Joanna took the glass of water from his hand and rinsed her mouth.

After she finished, Ashton handed her a clean wet towel.

"There’s no need." Joanna wiped her mouth and tried to stand up with one hand on the edge of the toilet bowl.

Ashton bent down and picked her up horizontally.

Joanna hurried to hook her arm around his neck. "What are you doing? Put me down."

"I see that you’re almost completely drained from vomiting, can you even walk? I think we should still go to the hospital. I’m not at ease with you in this state."

Ashton carried her out of the bathroom and placed her on the soft bed.

He touched Joanna’s forehead to make sure she didn’t have a fever, and then he felt a little more relieved.

"I’m really fine." Joanna had just vomited, so she felt much more comfortable and not so nauseous. She thought Ashton was exaggerating a bit. She was just vomiting due to the turbulence; it wasn’t serious enough to go to the hospital.

Moreover, she wasn’t feeling anything now.

Ashton’s face was still full of anxiety: "It’s not alright. We need to let a doctor have a look. If you don’t want to go to the hospital, I can call Denver Lancaster over."

Joanna frowned.

What time was it?

At this time, Denver might be enjoying some intimate moments with his wife. It would be too dramatic to call him over just because of her normal vomiting.

If she were Denver, she would definitely be annoyed.

"Ashton, I’m really fine. It’s so late, let’s not bother others. I’m so sleepy now; I just want to sleep. After flying for more than ten hours, all I want to do is have a good rest."

"If you call a doctor, it will be at least another hour of hassle."

"I’m really too tired, please don’t go to such lengths for such a small matter."

After saying that, she rubbed her eyes and yawned lazily, looking genuinely sleepy.

Ashton hesitated for a moment: "Do you still want to vomit?"

Joanna shook her head: "I feel much better now."

"Are you really sleepy?"

"Really, I’m so sleepy that I can barely keep my eyes open."

The man hesitated for a few more seconds before nodding: "Alright, we won’t call Denver over. But if you still feel unwell, you must tell me. Don’t hide it from me. If you feel like vomiting again tomorrow, we have to go to the hospital."

"Mhm mhm, I know, babe!" Joanna nodded obediently.

Ashton pulled the blanket over her and gently touched her head. His voice was so tender and soft: "If you’re sleepy, then go to sleep."

"Babe, I want you to tell me a story tonight." On the soft bed, Joanna closed her eyes, took Ashton’s hand, and pressed her face against his palm. Her voice was sweet and soft, "Tell me a story, to lull me to sleep, okay?"