I flashed him a smile as an idea popped into my head.
I uncrossed my arm and yelled, “Ashton! I see you’ve finally shown your true colors after being married to me for a few years!”
He looked disgusted by the idea of him being my husband. “What nonsense are you talking about?”
“Nonsense? You can ask anyone here if we’re husband and wife!” I pointed angrily at Joseph and the maids who were now gathered at the door.
Ashton immediately looked over and saw Joseph nodding. Doubt finally appeared on his face, and he pondered for a while. “Did I really marry you?”
“Of course. We even have two kids.” I pulled over one of the chairs that were not kicked by him and sat down. Then, I crossed my legs and pretended to be nice. “Even though the Fuller family is far less wealthy than my family, I still accepted you because I was touched by your sincerity when you were pursuing me. You’ve even promised me that you would treat me well and listen to my every word. Are you going to go back on your word?”
I paused for a while and continued in a serious tone, “These two years, my family has helped you to become successful. I guess we’ve spoiled you, and now you have another woman. Don’t you?”
The gentleman side of him immediately surfaced. He turned his face away angrily and snapped, “Only animals can’t control what’s below the belt. And I’m not an animal!”
He was rather serious as if he would die if he really had a mistress, reminding me of a chaste woman from the old generation.
Suppressing my smile, I cleared my throat and regained my composure. “If that’s so, Hubby, I want to eat pasta now. Previously, you’ll always cook for me every day. Go and make me some now. I’m hungry.”
Ashton seemed doubtful and stared at me for a few seconds before nodding and walked out of the room.
Watching Ashton walk past him and go downstairs, Joseph was stunned. When I saw that he wanted to say something to Ashton, I cleared my throat loudly to remind him not to tell Ashton the truth.
While I was waiting for him to prepare the pasta, I freshened up, changed my clothes, and went to the kitchen. He happened to be bringing a plate of pasta to the dining room when I went down.
The plate and cutlery were then placed on the table.
Ashton’s eyes were fixed on me as I headed towards the dining room.
I glanced at the pasta and raised my brows in surprise. It looked as appetizing as the ones in advertisements.
Craving for a taste of the mouth-watering pasta, I pulled out the chair and sat down immediately. It was indeed as delicious as it looked. As I savored the food, I said, “We have a few guests coming for dinner tonight. I’ll leave it in your hands.”
Although the food at the hotel was not too bad, home-cooked meals were incomparable. Therefore, I planned to ask John to bring Audrey to come and live with us. If we could live together, I could get to them easily and spend more time with Audrey.
I initially thought that Ashton would agree to it, but as soon as I finished speaking, he said, “No.”
I stopped in my movement and glanced up at him. “What’s the matter, Hubby? Don’t you like having guests here? You used to love to have friends over and would always be the one who prepared the meals.”
He did not show any expression on his face, but his gaze was lowered. “I have amnesia, not dementia. Since your family is so rich and powerful, the husband you choose surely would not be a good-for-nothing. Besides, just now you said that I’ve become a successful person, so that means that I must have been someone competent. Even though I might not be a genius in the business field, I’m sure I’m definitely not a husband who only knows how to cook and serve guests.”
I nodded in agreement.
Even when he had lost memory, he still had such a strong reasoning ability. No wonder Nicolas changed his mind and selected Ashton to take over his assets.
However, no matter how outstanding he was, Ashton was just a ruthless, merciless person to me. He was someone who had traded his soul for his family’s misdeeds for the past six years.
The smile on my face disappeared and my appetite was gone. I put down the cutlery and asked, “If that’s the case, why did you cook this for me?”
