"During that ti, your sister was so heartbroken, you can’t even imagine how much she was suffering."
"And it turns out that Jeremy Lawrence is Joanna’s younger brother. Just think, if you were with the younger brother of Joanna’s enemy, could she accept it?"
"Besides, the Heath family is indeed heartless. If it wasn’t for Joanna, our Kelloway family would’ve been finished. Now Joanna is the backbone of our family, and we all depend on her. So don’t upset her anymore, listen to her, and don’t have any more dealings with Jeremy Lawrence, okay?"
*
On the day of Jeremy’s surgery, everyone from the Heath family went to the hospital.
Madam Heath was also worried and insisted on staying at the hospital.
Madam Heath, Darren Heath, Lady Octavia, Damien and his wife, Brandon Heath, and Aria Rowlett were all present.
Joanna also put aside all her matters to stay at the hospital.
Joanna knew that Ashton Heath used to be a doctor.
But she had never imagined what he would look like in a white coat.
She had always seen him in a suit, looking very refined and coldly aloof.
So when Ashton appeared in front of her in a white coat alongside Denver Lancaster, Joanna’s eyes widened.
Is this Ashton Heath?
She stared blankly at the man who looked familiar but also gave her a slight sense of unfamiliarity.
Ashton Heath, wearing a white coat and glasses, plus that stunning face that could enchant anyone, looked like a cultured yet alluring person.
She thought, if he had been a doctor all along, countless female patients would be swooning over him.
With a doctor this handso in the hospital, even people without any illness would probably want to co up with sothing just to have him check on them, right?
Fortunately, he is not a doctor.
That’s what Joanna thought to herself.
"What’s the matter? Is there a problem?" Ashton, being stared at so openly by his little wife, hooked his thin lips and walked over to her. "Why are you looking at like that?"
Getting closer.
Joanna felt that the man in front of her was impeccably handso.
This face, as if carved out by knives and axes, was definitely crafted by God with great care. Every feature on his face was perfect beyond criticism.
Through the thin layer of the glasses, his deep eyes gazed at her, and the thick, dark ink in them seed to engulf her completely.
Joanna’s heart raced faster and faster.
She shalessly adored her own husband’s face, completely enchanted by it.
Her cheeks flushed, she shook her head slightly: "Nothing. It’s just that I think you look... very..."
"Hmm? Very what?" Ashton raised his eyebrows.
Joanna’s fair face showed a faint blush, her eyes glancing over his handso face, and her heart skipped a beat: "Very handso."
"Huh?"
Ashton was stunned, then his thin lips curled up slightly: "You think I look handso?"
"Yes." Joanna nodded her head, "Handso."
There was a sense of uniform temptation...
"Good." Ashton nodded his head.
Joanna: "???"
What’s good?
The man lowered his head, leaned into her ear, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "If you like it, I’ll have Denver prepare a new set for . When we get back, I’ll wear it for you."
Joanna: "..."
His warm breath seed to blow into her ears, making her feel a little ticklish. The man chuckled quietly and said: "When we get back... I’ll wear it for you."
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