<h4>Chapter 2340: Chapter 2332: It’s Just Like, She’s Transparent</h4>
After Ashton Heath finished speaking, he turned his head, his eyes filled with a hint of threat and dissatisfaction as he looked at Yannick Luther, "Mr. Brandon, why don’t you call your cousin over? If you bring children to events like this in the future, don’t bother asking me toe."
Ashton Heath was not actually that unapproachable.
If Wendy Arden had been a normal junior, his attitude towards her wouldn’t be so cold, though it wouldn’t necessarily be much better either.
The reason for his coldness now was because Ashton had keenly sensed the little intention in Wendy Arden’s mind.
He had seen the admiring gaze of many women before.
A sixteen-year-old admirer didn’t make him feel infinitely charming.
He just thought it was a nuisance.
Having many admirers might be seen as proof of one’s charm for other men, satisfying their vanity and boosting their confidence.
But for Ashton Heath, it was nothing but trouble.
Admiration from women, for him, only brought trouble and nothing more.
Especially since he now had Joanna Lawrence.
He didn’t want his wife to be unhappy because of these things.
It seemed that Joanna never got jealous or angry because of other women.
But Ashton Heath still upheld the self-awareness that a married man should have, mercilessly uprooting the rotten peach blossoms around him before they ever had the chance to fully bloom.
He would never give these rotten peach blossoms any opportunity to grow.
Wendy Arden’s face became embarrassed once again.
She clenched her lips, tears falling like broken beads, crashing on her pale little face.
She had never met a man who was so cold to her.
From childhood to adulthood, there were always admirers around her, with countless men who liked her.
These boys tried their best to please her and were extremely enthusiastic in front of her. Even when she coldly rejected them, they still refused to give up, even bing more determined after setbacks.
Especially now that she was sixteen.
The teenage girl had grown into an attractive figure, with a beautiful face and a noble upbringing. She became the perfect and unattainable goddess in the hearts of all the male students at school without any surprise.
Every day, she received enough love letters to fill a trash can.
Having grown up in such an environment, she had never encountered any setbacks when it came to rtionships with the opposite sex.
Her very first setback in life came from Ashton Heath.
Those boys liked her, they were crazy about her, and they regarded her every word as a royal decree.
But in front of Heath Ashton...
Even if she cried her eyes out and looked so pitiful that she could elicit sympathy, the man’s eyes remained cold, distant, and he didn’t even give her an extra nce.
It was as if she was invisible.
For the first time in her life, Wendy Arden faced such a blow, and she began to doubt her own life. It felt like her pride and self-esteem as a young girl had been trampled on.
"Mr. Ashton, since you don’t like Wendy being here, she’ll disappear right away. She’ll leave immediately and won’t bother you anymore." Wendy Arden’s face was full of despair, as she covered her mouth and turned to run out of the private room.
Yannick Luther was stunned, his eyes wide, only then realizing something didn’t seem right.
"Wendy..." Summer, who came with Wendy Arden, got up and ran after her.