501: Chapter 503: Are you angry?
501: Chapter 503: Are you angry?
Joanna Lawrence: “How many did you send?”
“1314, I’ve heard this number holds a good aning.”
“…”
“But, if you send so many, our small apartnt won’t be able to fit all of them.”
Receiving the flowers, Joanna Lawrence was of course thrilled.
But if Ashton Heath keeps sending them like this, their ho would probably end up looking like a flower sea.
Just as she finished speaking, she saw Ashton Heath furrow his eyebrows.
Joanna Lawrence thought he was upset, imdiately rushed to explain: “It’s not that I don’t like it, can you just not send so many?
Our place really can’t fit them and it’d be such a waste when all those flowers wilt and get thrown away.”
“The flowers must have been expensive, right?
If you really wanna give sothing, I’d prefer sothing practical.”
Saying this, Joanna herself felt that she lacked any sense of romanticism.
But she genuinely wished that Ashton Heath would give her sothing practical.
Sothing better like using the amount of money spent on the flowers to treat her to delicious food,
“Are you angry?” she looked at his expression, asking softly.
Should she not have said so?
No matter what, if he cared about her, he would use such ways to please and pursue her.
“No.” Ashton Heath looked down at the girl in his arms, his eyes returning to a softer expression, “Why would I be mad at you?
If you don’t like sending so many at once, I’ll take note of that.”
“But you were…” It sure looked like he was angry.
Ashton Heath kept silent, offered a slight smile: “I was just thinking about so other stuff.
Baby, can we get back to what we were discussing?
Have you considered my proposal?”
Joanna wouldn’t be so unreasonable, he had gone to such lengths, she couldn’t possibly decline.
She looked at him, nodding her head: “Mm, I agree.”
A pleased smile flashed across Ashton Heath’s eyes, he bent down and kissed her lightly on the lips.
*
Soon, Ashton Heath began to work.
Despite being the big shot, he wasn’t part of the leisurely crowd, having just taken over Heath Group recently, there were many big and small matters that required his personal attention.
When he got busy, he would concentrate fully on his work, barely interacting with Joanna Lawrence.
Joanna Lawrence too, was afraid of disturbing him, so she didn’t initiate any conversation.
She took out her mobile phone, muted it, and then began playing a ga she had downloaded.
One of them sat at the office desk, the other on the sofa, each minding their own business without disturbing the other.
Occasionally, they would look up and exchange glances before continuing with their work.
Although they hadn’t spoken much, simply having their silent company was different from being alone.
Joanna Lawrence quite liked this way of spending ti.
Ti passed quickly.
Before they knew it, it was noon.
The work in Ashton Heath’s hands had finally co to an end.
After finishing a docunt, he put down his pen and rubbed his temples.
Then he lifted his head to look at the young girl nestled in the sofa.
The petite figure took up a corner of the sofa, engrossed in sothing on her mobile phone, her fair and delicate fingers swiftly tapping away on the screen.
Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, hiding half of her face.
Her face was already very small, not even as big as his palm.
Being half-covered, it made her seem even smaller, and it made her dark eyes look even bigger and rounder.
In her eyes, it seed as if there was a glimring glass bead embedded.
Her gaze was subtly lowered, and her dense, long eyelashes almost covered her eyelids.
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