The handsome and noble man's lips curled up slightly.
The cold and distant aura covering him instantly faded away as he slowly straightened his body and took strides with his long legs. In the astonished gaze of the woman, he made his way over to Joanna Lawrence step by step.
Before Joanna could even react, the man's tall and straightfigure had already reached her, casting a shadow over her.
Ashton Heath embraced her in his arms, his voice deep: "Baby, why did it take so long for you to use the bathroom? If you didn't come out, I'd have gone in looking for you."
Not far away.
The woman who tried to strike up a conversation saw this scene, what else was there to misunderstand?
After giving Joanna a glance filled with envy and a bit of unwillingness, she turned away awkwardly and left.
Joanna couldn't help but glance at the woman, hesitated for a moment and asked, "Who is she? Do you know her?"
She was a very beautiful woman.
