My Secret Billionaire Husband-Chapter 2099 - 2093: Just give me more benefits usually

"Ashton Heath..." Joanna Lawrence looked at him, her eyes turning red.

She felt like bursting into tears.

Why was her husband so wonderful?

Every time, he managed to move her to the brink of tears.

"You are so good to me," Joanna rubbed her eyes, hooked her arms around his neck, tilted her head up to plant a kiss on him, "Husband, thank you."

"Baby, you’re my wife. If I’m not good to you, then who should I be good to?"

"These are the things I should do. If you think your husband is good, just give me some extra benefits."

*

"Mr. Ashton, where do you want to go?"

In the driver’s seat.

The driver glanced in the rearview mirror to see Frank Parker’s gloomy face and cautiously asked a question.

The young master of the Parker family wasn’t known for having a mild temper.

Not many in the Parker family dared to cross him.

Now he had been sitting in the car, silent and cold, for almost half an hour. His chilling aura made the driver scared to breathe too loudly.

The driver feared that Frank was on edge because of something, and he didn’t want to fuel the fire.

However, when the driver asked the question, Frank didn’t respond, continuing to gaze somberly out the window.

Maintaining the same position he’d been in since getting into the car, looking like a statue, he hadn’t moved an inch.

The driver didn’t dare prod any further.

He could only wait patiently inside the car if Frank continued to remain silent.

However, he remembered Mr. Parker being in high spirits just moments ago.

But after leaving the Luxe Lounge, he transformed into his current state.

The driver had no idea what happened.

Who could have had the nerve to upset Mr. Parker to this extent?

The driver didn’t dare press any further and sat quietly in his seat, waiting.

After a moment.

A ringtone echoed inside the car.

A series of rings brought Frank’s wandering mind back to reality.

The vacant look in his eyes gradually sharpened as he came to.

Pulling his gaze back from somewhere outside the window, he took out his mobile to glance at the incoming call. He let it ring a few more times before finally answering.

"Hello, Mom."

"Frank, where are you right now?"

The call was from Lady Parker.

Frank glanced out the car window, rubbed his temples, and answered with a hint of fatigue in his voice, "I’m out handling something. What’s the matter?"

"Frank, I suddenly feel a bit dizzy and unwell. Can you come home right now?"

Upon hearing Lady Parker say that she felt dizzy and unwell, Frank’s face changed slightly but quickly recovered, "Call the doctor, or have Rowan take you to the hospital. I am not a doctor, so it won’t help much if I return now."

"But, I am feeling very uneasy and want to see you immediately," Lady Parker sounded genuinely sick and weak, "A doctor came and suggested that I rest more. But I still feel unwell. Frank, I really want to see you now, can you come home immediately?"

"Are you still angry with me about the previous incident? I know my mistakes now, and I will not repeat them."

"Are you going to hold this grudge against me for the rest of your life?"