She wants love.
She also wants her dreams and pursuits.
These two things were never in conflict to begin with.
*
Back at Hillside Villa.
As soon as they went upstairs and entered the bedroom, Joanna was pushed into the bathroom by Ashton Heath. He told her to take a shower quickly.
A short while later, Joanna ca out after taking a shower.
Ashton Heath was holding a cup of freshly brewed Cold Redy Powder. Seeing her co out, he waved at her, "Co and drink your cold dicine."
"Oh."
With wet hair, Joanna walked over and took the cup from his hand, holding it with both hands and sipping it slowly.
She had taken a shower.
And now, she was drinking the steaming hot cold dicine. Joanna felt warm from the inside out.
Her face was flushed from sipping.
When she finished drinking, Ashton Heath grabbed a hairdryer and beckoned her with his finger, "Co here and let dry your hair."
"Oh."
Before, when Joanna was alone, she was too lazy to dry her hair after washing it at night.
She would usually just towel-dry it and let the rest air-dry naturally.
One could say that she lived a rough life before eting Ashton Heath.
Now, after washing her hair, soone would dry it for her. She gradually beca accustod to this.
When they were out filming, Ashton Heath would often remind her not to sleep with wet hair.
Many of her habits have improved since being with Ashton Heath.
Life with soone to love and care for her is much better than being on her own.
Joanna sat down in her usual spot, and Ashton Heath untied the towel wrapped around her hair, turned on the hairdryer, and slowly dried her hair.
There was a faint fruity aroma in the air.
Strawberry flavored.
With the sweet fragrance assaulting his senses, Ashton Heath’s gaze darkened as he looked at her swan-like neck beneath her damp hair.
Joanna’s skin was naturally very fair.
After showering, she looked as fresh as a peeled egg.
Her sweet aroma intoxicated him, causing his thoughts to beco a bit disordered. He paused his hand’s movents for a mont, then took a strand of her hair: "Did you change your shampoo?"
At first, they shared the sa shower gel and shampoo.
Later, Joanna started using her own.
She liked sweet fragrances, which would certainly not suit Ashton Heath.
"Yeah," she had just recently switched to a strawberry-flavored one. Her shower gel also had a strawberry scent. She felt like a giant walking strawberry after coming out of the shower.
From head to toe, she slled sweet.
She asked Ashton Heath, "Do you think the strawberry scent is nice?"
"Yes, it slls good," Although he didn’t particularly like overly sweet scents, this didn’t apply to Joanna.
No matter how sweet the scent, if it was used by Joanna, he didn’t think there was any problem.
"I also think it slls really good." While saying this, Joanna lifted her hand to sniff her own arm.
Ashton Heath’s mind was drifting elsewhere.
He was reminded of sothing.
Just now, when Joanna went to take a shower, he noticed that she and Porter Rushbrook were on the hot search on Blog.
In the hot search, there were photos of Porter taking off his coat for her. The two were chatting happily, not only walking the red carpet together but even sitting side by side.
Although Ashton Heath knew there was nothing between them,
it was just her normal social interactions.
He couldn’t possibly forbid her from having male friends, although he did want to.
He also knew that there was nothing going on between Porter and her. They had just worked together before and beca friends.
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