Recalling last night's events, the look in his eyes became scorching as he watched her.
As Joanna Lawrence met his gaze, her heart rate sped up, and she felt a sudden panic.
Desire and possessiveness filled the man's eyes as if she was already his prey.
She even had the illusion that he had everything under control and knew she would come to beg him today.
"Mr. Ashton."
She bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, and then looked at him: "Aside from marrying you, I can agree to any other demands..."
Before she could finish her sentence, he interrupted coldly, "Then we have nothing more to talk about. You can leave."
Joanna clenched her fists.
She remained standing motionless.
Ashton Heath didn't force her to leave either.
Both were silent.
After a moment, Joanna took a deep breath, her voice trembling: "If I marry you, will you have the surgery for Jeremy?"
Ashton Heath narrowed his eyes: "You agree?"
