Thinking about Jeremy Lawrence's personality, Joanna Lawrence couldn't help but heave a heavy sigh.
This was really such a tragic bond...
"Regardless, it's their own matter." Ashton Heath finished massaging her scalp, then combed her hair with his fingers, gently pushed her out of his arms, and lightly placed his hands on her shoulders. "Baby, I've told you, Jeremy is grown up now. He's not a child anymore."
"Plus, he's much more mature than boys his age. He knows how to handle his feelings. You, as his older sister, shouldn't worry too much. Even if you do, you can't offer much help."
"I think, instead of worrying about Jeremy, you should worry more about our child."
Joanna Lawrence: "..."
Feeling his deep, dark eyes staring at her, her face started to turn slightly red.
Just how much did Ashton Heath want to be a father?
She felt that ever since she agreed to his proposal, he would take every opportunity to mention it to her.
