15: Chapter 15: I Want a Wife 15: Chapter 15: I Want a Wife Ashton Heath raised his hand, interrupting her.
“Ms.
Joanna, since you’ve co to find , you should know that I haven’t been practicing dicine for many years.”
“I know,” Joanna Lawrence nodded, “But I believe Mr.
Ashton is a good person and won’t stand idly by as soone dies.”
“Good person?”
Ashton Heath seed to have heard sothing amusing and grinned.
He put down a file in his hand, stood up, and slowly walked towards Joanna Lawrence.
He stopped in front of her.
It was then that Joanna noticed that this man had an excellent figure, very tall, around 188 cm.
Since she was 168 cm, not considered short among won, she barely reached his neck when standing in front of him.
She had to look up to see him.
Too close.
The man’s refreshing and pleasant scent rushed into her nostrils.
His whole body exuded alluring male hormones.
After briefly exchanging glances with him, Joanna’s face reddened, and her heart raced.
She couldn’t help but take a step back.
Her face flushed, biting her lip, she said, “Mr.
Ashton…”
“Ms.
Joanna, I’m a businessman,” Ashton Heath looked down at her, his thin lips slightly raised, “Let’s talk business.
Since you want to help you, what kind of benefits are you prepared to offer ?”
Joanna Lawrence paused.
Benefits?
What could she possibly offer soone who seed to have it all?
“Mr.
Ashton, I don’t know what you want…”
Ashton Heath looked at her delicate face and said word by word, with a hint of determination, “If I say I want a wife, are you willing to give one, Ms.
Joanna?”
“What?!” Joanna raised her head in shock.
Ashton Heath’s expression remained calm.
He said flatly, “There’s no such thing as a free lunch in this world.
Ms.
Joanna, I can agree to your request and help your brother with the surgery.
But the condition is that you marry .”
This ti, Joanna Lawrence was sure she hadn’t misheard.
She was utterly astonished.
No matter what, she didn’t expect his request to be for her to marry him.
That was just…absurd.
She couldn’t believe it: “Mr.
Ashton, are you serious?”
Ashton Heath raised his eyebrows and asked, “Do you think I’m joking?”
“Why?”
With his conditions, couldn’t he find a wife?
Why would he want a woman he was eting for the first ti to marry him?
Or was it that he had so unspeakable secret?
Her gaze couldn’t help but drift downward.
Ashton Heath noticed and guessed what she was thinking.
His eyebrows furrowed, and his face darkened a bit.
He reached out with both amusent and annoyance to tug her closer.
“Ah!” Joanna bumped her head into his chest, her head colliding with his warm, solid chest.
It felt like hitting a rock, causing her nose to turn red.
Before she could react, her hand was being guided downward by his.
From above, his sexy, deep voice carried a hint of playfulness, “Ms.
Joanna doesn’t have to worry about being a widow after marriage.
You can test now to see if I’m normal.”
Joanna’s face turned bright red with embarrassnt as she clumsily pushed him away.
“Mr.
Ashton, please, show so restraint!”
She never thought this seemingly cold and ascetic man would act like a hooligan towards her.
Ashton Heath looked at her blushing face, and his eyes deepened even further.
It seed she loved to blush.
It was the sa last night when she cried and begged him for rcy, her snow-white skin tinted with enticing pink.
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