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

Chapter 421: Turning the Page

The security guard working the late shift saw Nora Northwood’s hurried figure and waved goodbye to her, thinking: It’s rare to see a company where the boss works harder than the employees!

Nora headed straight for the passenger seat, expertly fastening the seatbelt in one motion, taking a breath and asking, "Why didn’t you let the driver drive?"

"The driver is asleep."

Among countless excuses, Jasper Sinclair chose the clumsiest one.

There was more than one driver hired for the villa, with several working in shifts day and night, essentially providing travel services for the villa owner twenty-four hours a day.

Nora didn’t expose the lie nor did she make a sound, maintaining silence all the way.

Upon returning to the villa, Uncle Kevin and the servants had gone to rest, leaving behind only a night light.

Unexpectedly, there was a hollow feeling.

Jasper held Nora’s hand, finding it exceptionally delicate as he gently squeezed between his fingers.

Nora wanted to pull away, but was held even tighter, "Watch your step."

The two went upstairs to the master bedroom, where she put her fingers on the doorknob and gently pushed it open.

The hundred-square-meter space was silent and soundless, the moonlight passing through layer after layer of white gauze, spilling over the soft silk quilt.

Jasper felt apologetic about the incident during the day, "Nora, I was too hasty this morning and spoke without thinking, please don’t be mad at me, alright?"

The crystal chandelier in the bedroom was not turned on, so the man could only rely on the cold moonlight to observe Nora’s changing expressions.

Nora sulkedly lowered her head, refusing to look at him.

Jasper continued to soften his voice, patiently coaxing, "I apologize to you, next time when we face such issues, let’s communicate in time, don’t sulk."

Listening to his softened tone, Nora’s eyes felt a bit sore; she was always moved by gentleness rather than firmness.

After a long silence, the smile on Jasper’s lips gradually turned bitter.

His tall figure swayed a bit, bringing the two closer together.

"Nora, don’t ignore me."

Nora raised her head with longing eyes, yet carried a hint of stubbornness.

Then, she accused, "Why didn’t you say anything when you came to the exhibition to find me at noon?"

"There were many people, I didn’t want to bring our issues onto others’ discussions."

"Is that all?"

"I also didn’t want others to know that I always upset my wife." As he finished speaking, Jasper stretched out his arm and somewhat forcefully hugged her into his embrace.

Nora’s eyes turned moist but she held it back.

Through the shirt and suit jacket, Jasper didn’t feel it.

After hugging for a while, Nora softened, "It’s not entirely your fault, I also didn’t manage my emotions well."

Both providing a step down, the matter was temporarily left behind.

VK was in a critical development stage, and Nora couldn’t spare much time and energy to be emotionally upset.

In her view of relationships, everything must go naturally.

As May officially entered the late stage, Nora’s working hours grew increasingly late.

It wasn’t just her but all VK personnel.

She and Jasper had a few arguments, and the man became more restrained in front of her; regarding Peach Bell, both tacitly did not mention a single word.

Until Grandma Sinclair called Nora on her phone, "Nora, I heard you’re preparing a new brand recently, is there anything you need Grandma’s help with?"

While Grandma Sinclair spoke like this, in reality, she was reminding her that she hadn’t returned to the old house in a long time.

Nora pretended to be confused while being aware.