Joanna Lawrence: "..."
Ashton Heath loosened his grip on her and gently held her hand: "Did Frank treat you well?"
Joanna thought of the phone call earlier, her eyes widened bit by bit, and said incredulously: "Ashton Heath, you didn't come here because Frank Parker was also here, and you were jealous, did you?"
If that was the case, she didn't know what to say.
This jealousy was too exaggerated.
More exaggerated than any other time.
Ashton Heath's eyes narrowed, a flicker of unusual color flashed in their depths: "You think I'm jealous of Frank? Why do you think so?"
"Do I need to say it?" Joanna laughed, "You mind that I was rumored to be with him twice before, right? I told you, there's nothing between us. Meeting on the plane that time was just a coincidence, and so was the next encounter."
"Isn't he your good friend? You know what kind of person your own friend is, whether they're trustworthy or not, don't you?"
