Ashton Heath carried her to the coffee table and gently placed her onto the soft couch. He bent down and rubbed her head: "First, eat these and don’t think about those troubles. Don’t worry, no matter what happens, I’ll solve it for you."
"As long as I’m here, nothing can hurt you."
Joanna Lawrence naturally believed in Ashton Heath’s capabilities.
It wasn’t the first ti she’d been targeted by soone.
So actually, she wasn’t flustered at all.
Because she knew that this issue would eventually be resolved.
And this ti, she planned on resolving it herself.
After Ashton finished speaking, he picked up a Bubble Milk from the coffee table, inserted the straw, and handed it to Joanna: "Don’t you love drinking milk tea the most? I asked Elliott to buy you a large cup."
Usually, Ashton didn’t let her drink milk tea frequently.
Because he thought it wasn’t good for her health.
Today, he probably noticed she was in a bad mood and not only bought it for her, but also bought a large cup.
Joanna held the milk tea that had just been delivered. It was still steaming hot.
This was her favorite milk tea shop, and Ashton even ordered the store’s signature Caral Macchiato for her.
She took a big sip, and the silky smooth texture and sweet taste that filled her mouth made her feel so content that her eyes squinted.
This mont was so satisfying...
"Is it good?" Ashton saw her squinted eyes filled with happiness and his thin lips slightly curved up.
Making her happy seed to be really easy and simple.
A cup of milk tea, so sweets, and she could be this happy.
"Yes, it’s delicious." Joanna’s eyes curved into a smile as she happily said, "How did you know I like this milk tea from this shop?"
Ashton smiled, put his hand on her head and rubbed it, then sat down beside her slowly. He put his arm around her shoulder: "I know all your hobbies."
"Really?" Joanna took another big sip of milk tea with her eyes half closed.
There’s no doubt that desserts can really lift one’s spirits.
Her mood improved a lot all of a sudden.
She felt like she had been healed by a cup of milk tea.
"Of course, no need to doubt." His understanding of her preferences even surpassed his own.
"This milk tea is really super delicious. Do you want to have a taste?" Joanna took another sip and handed the straw to him. She blinked her eyes and looked at him with a hint of expectancy.
Ashton: "..."
He didn’t like sweets.
Especially milk teas.
But...
Looking at his wife’s hopeful gaze, he couldn’t bring himself to refuse.
Sigh, fine, just one sip.
After all, one sip wouldn’t kill him.
With that thought, he took a sip of the milk tea.
As the milk tea entered his mouth, his eyebrows furrowed, and his expression was hard to describe.
How could so many people like this kind of overly sweet instant drink and even think it’s super delicious?
Like drinking traditional Chinese dicine, Ashton struggled to swallow the milk tea.
When Joanna tried to persuade him to take another sip, he firmly refused, "Baby, I won’t drink it. You can enjoy it slowly."
Joanna saw his reaction just now and didn’t ask him if it tasted good anymore.
Personal tastes indeed can’t be entirely unified.
So, she didn’t force Ashton to drink anymore.
"Ashton, can you promise one thing?" After drinking about half of the milk tea, Joanna suddenly thought of sothing.
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