"I'm willing to take care of you, and I enjoy taking care of you. It's not a troublesome thing for me."
Joanna was touched again.
She still couldn't believe her luck.
Her husband was just too good.
In this life, she was really fortunate to meet Ashton Heath.
She was also truly blessed to become his wife.
"Ashton, I'm afraid..." Joanna looked up into the man's tender gaze, biting her lip and speaking softly.
Ashton was slightly taken aback: "What are you afraid of?"
Joanna's dark eyes locked onto his: "I'm afraid that you're treating me so well now, and I'll get used to your kindness, then I'll be too spoiled."
"Then just let yourself be spoiled."
"But if I become spoiled, my temper might not be so good, and you might not like me as much. Then you won't be as good to me as you are now, and I'll feel lost and sad."
If she had never tasted his love, she would not care about the difference.