My Secret Billionaire Husband-Chapter 49 - I Have Everything Prepared

49: Chapter 49: I Have Everything Prepared

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But he caught her little hand.

He pinched her palm gently, chuckled softly, and said, “I’ve told you, you must get used to me quickly.

Joanna, I’m your husband.

Any intimate act I perform towards you is completely normal.

I like you, that’s why I act this way.”

The girl had a delightful youthful scent.

Ashton Heath’s eyes shimmered as he held her chin, leaned slightly downwards, and amidst her surprised and panicked gaze, he kissed her again.

“Hmm…”

Joanna Lawrence’s shocked voice was muffled entirely by the man.

In the tangle,

Their breaths mingled together.

Between breaths, between lips and teeth, was all the man’s captivating, domineering scent.

In the front driver’s seat,

Zack, glancing at the scene in the rear-view mirror, couldn’t help but blush.

He never thought that the young master Ashton could also be this passionate.

Whoever claimed that Mr.

Ashton was chaste and lacked desire, didn’t like women, and was not interested in them?

This was clearly very interesting!!

Well, well, it was truly a joyful event.

He had been worried if there was something wrong with Mr.

Ashton, but now, he could finally put his heart at ease.

Looking at how much Mr.

Ashton and Ms.

Joanna adored each other, it wouldn’t be surprising if the little young master comes along soon.

“You can live at school usually, but you should come to my place during the holidays.

Hmm?” Ashton Heath finally ended the kiss when Joanna was about to faint from lack of oxygen.

The man rested his forehead against hers, the last inflection of the word “Hmm” on the rise, was seductively enticing.

Joanna Lawrence raised her head cloudily to look at him, her eyes covered in a layer of mist.

Ashton Heath held the young girl’s delicate, palm-sized face against his forehead, and rubbed it gently.

“Joanna, don’t refuse me.

Come to my house?”

Facing his eyes that were darker than the night, Joanna Lawrence seemed entranced, unable to utter any words of refusal: “But…but…I did not bring any change of clothes.”

“Heh,” Ashton Heath chuckled lightly from his throat, caressed her forehead again.

His dark eyes gazed down at her, “I’ve arranged for everything you would need for your daily life.”