<h4>Chapter 214: Chapter 216: Where did I go wrong?</h4>


    Making her feel less ufortable was what mattered most.


    The young girl who was sitting on the bed, staring at her phone with excitement, suddenly seemed frightened. Her hand trembled, and she looked up abruptly.


    Her pair of ck and soft eyes widened in surprise. First, she looked at him, then nced down at the bowl of sweat tea he was carrying.


    A few seconds of silence followed.


    She looked up again, her eyes still wide and disbelieving, "You went downstairs just now to make sweat tea?"


    No wonder he took so long.


    Ashton Heath walked to the bedside.


    Seeing her incredulous expression, he curved his lips and sat down by the bed with the bowl of sweat tea.


    He scooped a spoonful, blew on it, and then fed it to her, "Yes, you said this would make you feel better, right? It seemed simple to make, so I made some. Taste it to see if it is that vor."


    "I did a Google search, and it said to add Medjool Dates and ginger, so I did. Did the sweat tea you had before have these ingredients?"


    Joanna Lawrence stared at him nkly.


    "What’s wrong?"


    Ashton Heath raised an eyebrow, "Did I do something wrong?"


    "... No." Joanna’s eyes dropped, suddenly feeling a bit sour and a bit teary.


    She never expected him to do such a thing himself.


    Moreover, he even Googled the specific method.


    Although it was a small thing, it made her feel very warm and touched in her heart.


    At this moment...


    She truly felt that he cared about her.


    That feeling of being cared for was really wonderful.


    Joanna couldn’t help but recall the time she was together with David Benington. David didn’t seem to have done these things for her.


    When she said she wanted sweat tea, he just asked the maid to make it.


    He never personally made it in the kitchen for her.


    Even though this didn’t really prove anything,


    there was no harm inparison.


    Compared to everything Ashton had done, David’s kindness seemed insignificant.


    "I asked Mr. Rowan to find a hot water bottle. He should be able to find it soon. Drink the sweat tea first." Ashton maintained a feeding posture, his voice soft and gentle.


    Joanna’s eyes became even more misty.


    She buried her head, nodding and taking the bowl from his hands.


    Then she raised her head and drank down half a bowl of the hot sweat tea in one breath.


    The sweat tea was mixed with ginger. After a few sips, warmth instantly spread to her limbs.


    Joanna didn’t know if it was a psychological effect, but she felt her stomach cramps were much relieved.


    It was much morefortable.


    After she finished, Ashton took the empty bowl and ced it on the bedside table.


    He asked her expectantly, with his deep, dark eyes, "How did it taste?"


    It was his first time cooking in his life.


    Although it was just a simple bowl of sweat tea, Ashton stillcked confidence.


    Joanna looked up and smiled at him, sweetly, "Yes, it was delicious."


    Men are easily satisfied. A faint smile crept into the depths of his dark eyes, "Really?"


    "Yes, really!" Joanna nodded vigorously, "It was really delicious. I’ll give you a nine out of ten."


    "Out of ten?"


    "Yes."


    Ashton was quite satisfied with this score.


    He stroked the girl’s soft ck hair in front of him, softening his voice, "From now on, if you want sweat tea, I’ll make it for you. What your brother Jeremy can do for you, your husband can do too. What else has Jeremy done for you besides making sweat tea?"