Flash Marriage: She becomes Mrs. CEO after the Failed Dowry Talk

Chapter 320: Praying for Blessings at the Ancient Temple

Although the two of them had officially become a family, Nora Northwood truly couldn’t bring herself to accept an entire real estate project.

Moreover, during the initial development phase, she simply couldn’t come up with sufficient funds.

Jasper Sinclair patiently explained to her, "Activate it when you need it. If VK becomes a listed company, you’ll need it sooner or later; consider it an incentive."

After some discussion, they finally signed Jasper Sinclair’s name.

Nora Northwood stated that the project would be initiated once there was sufficient cash flow in the future.

Early March.

Nora’s body had recovered, and she decided to visit the famed ancient temple in the area.

Concerned about her condition, Jasper chose to accompany her.

The road to the ancient temple was steeper, so Jasper rarely abandoned his business car in favor of a Land Rover.

The two set off early in the morning but ended up stuck on the road.

By the time they reached the foot of the mountain where the ancient temple was located, it was already nine o’clock.

On the way, there were also many devout pilgrims walking on foot, just to seek the Buddha’s blessing.

"So many people are here to pray," Nora remarked with emotion.

"The incense offerings at the ancient temple have always been flourishing."

It is said that those who come here to make wishes have their desires fulfilled, and today there are quite a few tourists returning to repay their vows.

"Nora, do you want to take the cable car?"

The entrance to the ancient temple was located at the foot of the mountain in a botanical garden, where the developers had set up a cable car for convenience.

Nora declined Jasper’s suggestion, "Let’s walk up. With sincerity, our prayers will be heard, and the Buddha will bless us."

"Walking will take about half an hour, and you’ll have to climb the stairs. Can your body handle it?"

"I’ve fully recovered; my constitution isn’t as weak as you think."

From below, the pagoda seemed to reach into the clouds, with a veil of hazy white mist in the distance, stretching endlessly.

After making the best preparations, the two began their ascent up the thousand-layered steps.

Nora only hoped the Buddha would hear the prayers in her heart and bless her with smooth endeavors.

Halfway up, she stopped, "Let’s take a break; I can’t climb any further."

A quarter of an hour earlier, she had confidently claimed she could make it.

Entering the main hall was something that happened an hour later; there were exceptionally many people here to pray today, and it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say the place was a sea of humanity.

Nora received a few complimentary incense sticks from a young monk and headed straight for the hall of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva.

Kneeling on the prayer mat, she noticed others making wishes with their identification documents in hand.

Such an innovative, real-name wishing method, Nora thought to herself, she’ll have to try it next time.

"Nora, let’s draw a lot."

Jasper handed her a lottery cup, shaking it to produce the crisp sound of bamboo sticks.

Nora, nervous, closed her eyes, shook the cup several times, and then threw it to the ground, while the man accompanying her put his hands together, equally devout.

Subsequently, she reached out to pick it up.

"Sacred lot, a yin and a yang."

The burning incense released a slow-rising white smoke, redolent with a unique fragrance, serving as a purification for the people.

Nora smiled faintly, "Jasper, the Buddha has heard my heart’s voice."

There was a hint of joy in her tone of voice.

"Then what did you say to the Buddha?"

"I can’t tell you that—saying it out loud renders it ineffective."

In fact, even if she didn’t say it, Jasper could more or less guess that it had something to do with VK.

The act of asking was just to confirm if he held a place in her wishes.

Ever since Nora was discharged from the hospital, their relationship and way of interacting had become increasingly mundane. Although she said she didn’t care about past events, her behavior suggested otherwise.