My Secret Billionaire Husband-Chapter 1999 - 1993: Ashton Heath, How Did You Get Here?

"I’m sorry, I don’t know anything, and I really can’t answer." Joanna Lawrence was forced to step back by the journalists. Just when she didn’t know what to do, a hand reached out from behind her, and she bumped into a sturdy embrace.

Familiar scent filled her nostrils, surrounding her.

She hesitated, then looked up in surprise.

The man’s handsome, three-dimensional features gradually came into her view. She widened her eyes and muttered softly, "Ashton Heath, how did you come...?"

Ashton didn’t say anything. After wrapping her in his arms, he looked coldly at the crowd of journalists.

"If you have any questions, you can ask me," he said coldly. "Make an appointment with my assistant first, and I’ll choose a time and a media outlet to answer."

"But if you continue to block my girlfriend like this before that, I’ll make sure you won’t have a chance to interview in the future."

The moment Ashton appeared, the group of journalists that had been relentlessly pressuring Joanna were intimidated by his aura, and for a moment, no one dared to step forward.

They had just been questioning Joanna about Ashton.

Now, the main target had appeared, but no one dared to ask questions anymore.

After delivering his threat, Ashton left with Joanna in his arms.

The journalists didn’t dare to block them anymore and automatically made way, watching them leave.

After they left, the journalists took out their cameras and frantically snapped pictures of the two peoples’ silhouettes.

Although they didn’t get the information they wanted today, Ashton’s arrival was enough for them to write a high click rate news article.

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Joanna was still somewhat dazed even after getting in the car with Ashton.

She turned to look at the man beside her, blinked, and still appeared a bit bewildered: "Ashton Heath, why are you here? Aren’t you supposed to be at work today?"

Zack was sitting in the front row.

After getting in the car, Zack asked, "Mr. Ashton, where are we going?"

"To the airport."

"To the airport?" Joanna stared, then hurriedly said, "But I still have luggage in the hotel, I..."

"Have your assistant pack up and take it back for you."

"Alright." Joanna didn’t dwell on the matter. She took out her phone, called Nina, left a few instructions, and hung up.

She repeated the earlier question: "You still haven’t answered me, why are you here?"

"Of course, I came to find you." Ashton looked at her, expressionless. "What else do you think I’m here for?"

"I thought, I thought you might be on a business trip..."

"Mmm, I’m on a business trip. It just so happens that I came to find you, right?"

Joanna Lawrence: "..."

Somehow, she detected a hint of dissatisfaction in Ashton’s tone.

As if he had some issue with her.

She thought about it and felt that she hadn’t done anything to upset him.

Was it because of what the journalist had just said that made him unhappy and he came to find her?

"I didn’t mean that. I just haven’t seen you for such a long time, so I was a little surprised to see you suddenly."

"Mmm." Ashton nodded, smiled, but there was no trace of amusement in his eyes. "You know, it’s been a while since we’ve seen each other."

Joanna Lawrence: "..."

The tone didn’t seem quite right.

It seemed normal on the surface, but with her understanding of the man beside her, Joanna felt that he might be unhappy.