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Chapter 904 - 903: This is too... wilful

    <h4>Chapter 904: Chapter 903: This is too... wilful</h4>


    Being married to a man like Ashton Heath is truly wonderful.


    Initially, they got married in haste due to some special circumstances.


    She didn’t have the slightest affection for him back then.


    At that time, who would have thought that she would fall for him so quickly?


    Moreover, this affection kept growing deeper...


    Such a man was indeed irresistibly charming and could easily make women fall for him.


    And he treated Joanna so well, pampering and cherishing her...


    Unless she had a heart of stone, how could she possibly not develop feelings for him?


    She didn’t regret falling in love with him at all.


    Because Ashton Heath was truly a great man.


    *


    The residence found by Ashton was not far from the shopping mall, and they arrived after about ten minutes.


    After getting out of the car, Joanna was still empty-handed, while Ashton was responsible for carrying all the stuff.


    Naturally, the ce he chose was an upscale neighborhood.


    In the most bustling area of Frankfurt, the most luxurious apartment building had a two-room apartment; the size was not veryrge, but the decoration was extremely extravagant and high-end.


    The apartment door had a fingerprint lock installed.


    Joanna couldn’t help her curiosity as she watched Ashton use his fingerprint to open the door: "Howe this apartment has your fingerprint password? Does that mean your friend has to change the fingerprint lock after you leave?"


    Ashton opened the door, and the lights inside the room turned on by themselves.


    He walked in first, changed his shoes, and then brought out a pair of women’s slippers for Joanna, casually answering her earlier question: "This is my ce, of course it’s my fingerprint. You should also input your fingerprint in a minute, and live here from now on, instead of staying at a hotel."


    Joanna was taken aback: "Your ce? Didn’t you ask your friend to find it for you?"


    "Well, after the ce was found the other day, I bought it. Oh, the decoration here was alreadypleted earlier; if you don’t like this style, you can have it renovated. But if you do so, you won’t be able to stay here for a while."


    Joanna: "???"


    So, when he asked his friend to find him a ce, he didn’t mean to borrow a friend’s apartment?


    Joanna was simply astonished: "You just bought this house the other day?"


    "Yes."


    Joanna: "..."


    "So, you asked someone to find the ce just to make Barbecue Pork Ribs, and then you decided to buy it on a whim?"


    "Yes."


    "..."


    What else could she say?


    Just to make Barbecue Pork Ribs, he bought a two-room apartment in the heart of Frankfurt’s most prime location!


    Even if this apartment wasn’t big, it should be about ny square meters anyway.


    Based on Frankfurt’s housing prices, a ny-square-meter apartment would be close to hundreds of millions of dors.


    To make Barbecue Pork Ribs, he spent hundreds of millions of dors to buy an apartment.


    She thought even the wealthy couldn’t afford to be this extravagant.


    This was just too...extravagant.


    Hundreds of millions of dors!


    Just to have a ce to conveniently cook Barbecue Pork Ribs.


    It seemed that her poverty had limited her imagination.


    She didn’t dare to even think about such a thing.


    Was it considered squandering money to make hisdy happy?


    After all, it was Joanna who brought up eating Barbecue Pork Ribs. If she hadn’t mentioned it back then, Ashton wouldn’t have asked someone to find a ce; if he hadn’t asked someone to find a ce, he wouldn’t have bought this apartment.


    Upon thinking about it, Joanna felt a deep heartache.
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