"But..."
The man suddenly leaned in, his handsome and deep face magnified several times in front of her eyes. His slender fingers pinched her chin, and his thin, red lips rubbed gently against the corner of her lips, his deep voice saying, "My wife is so good, why should I keep a low profile?"
"In my eyes, my wife is the most beautiful woman in the world. I wish I could let the whole world know about it, why should I keep a low profile? Baby, I don't want to keep a low profile at all."
If it wasn't for her unwillingness to reveal their relationship just yet.
He would have already announced their marriage to the world.
Then he wouldn't have to worry about other men hitting on her.
He wished he could immediately put a label on her that read "Ashton Heath's Wife" in big letters, placed in the most conspicuous place where people could see it at a glance.
Joanna's face flushed with heat: "Ashton Heath..."
She was so... embarrassed by this man's compliments.