My Secret Billionaire Husband Chapter 3015 - 2987: Platonic Mode

Joanna Lawrence looked up and met Ashton Heath’s mysterious and burning gaze, her heartbeat instantly quickened.

They were a married couple, and just a single glance was enough for them to understand what each other was thinking.

Ever since she became pregnant, she and Ashton Heath turned into a platonic mode where they just chatted under the covers. Their intimate actions were limited to kissing at most.

Although the doctor had said that after the first three months, it would be fine to be careful and gentle during those times, Ashton Heath did not dare to try. He was very cautious and nervous, often giving Joanna the feeling that it was as if he was the one who was pregnant, not her.

Although Ashton Heath was very self-disciplined and restrained, Joanna knew deep down that he was struggling a lot.

Before she was pregnant, under enough self-discipline, they were practically...every day.

Now he had endured for several months, one could imagine the torment he went through.

"Last time we had a prenatal checkup, the doctor said the baby inside me is very stable. Actually...it should be okay if we’re careful," Joanna said softly with a slightly blushing face.

"No," Ashton Heath tightened his grip on her waist and spoke hoarsely, "We still have three months left. We can’t take the risk. Baby, I’m fine, you don’t need to worry about me. You go to sleep first, I’ll go take a shower."

With that, he slowly released his arm around her waist, got up, and got off the bed.

Watching him head towards the bathroom, Joanna sat up and asked, "Going to take a cold shower again?"

Recent times, Ashton Heath’s frequency of taking cold showers had been increasing.

And the time spent showering had also been getting longer and longer.

"Why are you up?" Ashton Heath turned back to her bedside, reaching out to touch her head, "Didn’t I tell you to sleep first and not worry about me?"

Joanna held his hand, squeezed it in the palm of her hand, her cheeks blushing slightly, saying, "Don’t go take a cold shower, let me help you."

Ashton Heath was taken aback, lowered his head, his deep black eyes flickered, and his voice became even lower and more hoarse, "You’ll help me?"

"Mhm," Joanna buried her head, her cheeks burning, "I’ll help you."

*

Two hours later.

Ashton Heath, wearing a black bathrobe, came out of the bathroom.

When he lay back down on the bed, it was almost midnight.

The man had just taken a shower, and his body smelled of a refreshing shower gel, Joanna’s favorite lemon scent.

As soon as Ashton Heath lay down on the bed, Joanna, who was facing away from him, rolled over and skillfully burrowed into his arms.

"Are you sleepy? Sleep if you’re tired," Ashton Heath gently wrapped his arm around her and softly kissed her forehead.

Joanna’s voice was muffled, "Mhm, I’m sleepy."

She had a tendency to sleep more during her pregnancy.

She usually went to bed quite early.

Compared to usual, her bedtime was postponed by more than two hours tonight, and she was already very sleepy.

"Honey," Joanna’s voice was soft and tender.

Ashton Heath responded gently, "Mhm?"

Joanna looked up at the man’s beautifully defined jawline, burrowed further into his embrace, and whispered, "Do you feel better now?"

"Mhm," Ashton Heath chuckled softly, "Much better."

"Next time you feel uncomfortable, just tell me," Joanna scratched his chest with her small hand, "I can still help you."

"Alright," Ashton Heath kissed her again.

"Honey."

"Mhm?"

"I’m so tired, I’m going to sleep now."