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Chapter 216 - 218: He’s So Cute When He’s Jealous

    <h4>Chapter 216: Chapter 218: He’s So Cute When He’s Jealous</h4>


    Joanna Lawrence stared nkly for a moment, gazing at him for a few seconds before finally catching on.


    Could it be... he’s jealous?!


    Jealous of her and Jeremy Lawrence?


    But, Jeremy is her own brother!


    Does this man really need to be jealous of his own brother-inw?!


    Even though she and Jeremy have a couple ount in the game, it doesn’t mean anything.


    Joanna couldn’t help butugh. She blinked and asked with a smile, "Ashton Heath, do you want me to hand you my phone so you can dissolve the couple rtionship between Jeremy and me in the game?"


    Ashton Heath looked at her and answered evasively, "Isn’t it okay?"


    "...No."


    "You and Jeremy aren’t a couple anyway, so what are you doing with a couple ount?" The man was clearly unhappy. "Get rid of it immediately. I’ll register an ount, and you can have a couple ount with me."


    Joanna Lawrence: "..."


    He really cares about this, doesn’t he?


    She suddenly really wanted tough, what should she do?


    She never expected that a man like Ashton Heath would have such a childish side.


    But, he was so cute when he was jealous.


    She couldn’t help butugh: "Can you take me to Master Rank?"


    Ashton Heath: "..."


    Even though he didn’t know what "Master Rank" meant, as a husband, of course, he could do anything his brother-inw could do.


    How could he lose to his own brother-inw?


    After only two or three seconds of silence, he nodded and said, "Of course."


    "Really?" Joanna looked at him teasingly. "You’ve never yed this game before, are you sure you can?"


    "I rarely y mobile games, but I’ve yed a lot ofputer games." Ashton Heath smiled confidently. "Just because I haven’t yed it before doesn’t mean I can’t be good at it. Baby, you have to have faith in me."


    "...All right."


    "Can you dissolve your couple ount with Jeremy now?"


    The man was quite persistent on this matter and reached out to her again.


    Joanna Lawrence: "..."


    He was constantly thinking about this, wasn’t he?


    It seemed she wouldn’t be able to put this matter to rest until it was solved, and he would keep thinking about it.


    Suppressing augh, she picked up her phone, logged into the game she hadn’t yed in a long time, and dissolved the couple ount binding between her and Jeremy.


    "It’s done."


    She waved her phone in front of his eyes and said perfunctorily.


    Only then did a satisfied expression appear on Ashton Heath’s face. He took out his own phone and handed it to her: "Help me register an ount and then bind us as couple ounts."


    Joanna Lawrence: "..."


    A few minutester, shepleted the task and handed the phone back to Ashton Heath.


    Ashton took it, checked it, and then asked her, "Are we now a couple ount?"


    "Mm-hmm."


    "Can other people see that we are a couple ount?"


    "...Mm, when ying games, a couple ount will show a pink heart, and anyone ying the game together can see it."


    The man checked his phone again and seemed quite satisfied with this setting, nodding, "Hmm, this setting is not bad. It can deter some people with malicious intentions."


    "..."


    *


    After drinking the bowl of brown sugar sweat tea, Joanna felt much better, and herplexion improved a little.


    Mr. Rowan brought a hot water bottle, and Ashton ced it on Joanna’s belly, lying with her in bed for more than an hour.


    His embrace was warm, and the hot water bottle on her lower abdomen was warm too.


    Joanna’s face gradually regained its color.


    Ashton caressed her tender cheek, which had regained some blood and asked softly, "Do you feel better now?"
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