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

Chapter 444: Someone Is Pulling the Strings Behind the Scenes

Jasper Sinclair gazed out the window, trying to discern the direction where Nora Northwood was — was it east or north?

Soon, the entirety of New York became just a dot.

...

Nora Northwood returned home half a month later, just two days before the Dragon Boat Festival, when every household was busy making rice dumplings.

On the way from the airport to downtown, she leaned against the window, eagerly sharing nearly a month’s worth of learning achievements with the VK crowd.

Adjusting to the time difference, she took a day off for herself, as did Andrea Miller.

Jasper Sinclair knew her return date and had specially prepared a candlelit dinner at the villa, hoping to ease the long-frozen tension between them.

Classical Western music flowed gently from the vinyl record player, suppressing the cicadas singing outside the window.

Upon returning home, Nora was met with this scene and, after a moment of surprise, quickly composed herself.

"Nora, welcome home." The man’s voice carried a hint of intentional tenderness.

"Did you set up the dining room?"

"I wanted to surprise you, hope you like it." As he spoke, Jasper Sinclair prepared to take credit.

"I like it very much, thank you."

Then, the two sat down; perhaps it had been too long since they last met, an awkward air arose.

Nora remained silent, stirring the spaghetti with tomato meat sauce, swallowing quietly.

"How did this month’s study go?" The person across from her spoke again, trying hard to find a shared topic.

Nora put down her fork, responding, "I got some new creative inspiration, I might work on a PPT tonight for sharing."

After speaking, she took a bite of salad, and her long-empty stomach quieted down.

"Let’s talk later."

Hearing his words, Nora’s hand paused while cutting her steak, then quickly resumed, "Okay."

She could probably guess that what they could talk about was nothing more than Peach Bell.

After receiving a definite reply, Jasper Sinclair felt the stone hanging over his heart finally settle, and truly immersed himself in the meal, savoring a piece of steak dipped in sauce.

The table was rather quiet; thankfully, the music prevented the dinner from becoming too awkward.

Slightly full, Nora put down her utensils, "I’m full, shall we talk? Here or somewhere else?"

Hearing this, the person across wiped his hands, "Let’s go to the study." The atmosphere here wasn’t suitable.

On the way to the study, Jasper Sinclair loosened his tie, feeling as though something was stuck in his throat.

"Bang——"

The door closed, and the large study instantly fell silent.

Jasper Sinclair tentatively took Nora Northwood’s hand; his palm was already sweaty, a sticky feeling.

The moment their skin touched, Nora wilted; she realized some issues couldn’t be avoided and ultimately had to face reality; she couldn’t hide in a New York academy forever.

At this moment, her heart was like a fawn running in every direction.

Sadness, confusion, irritation... or disappointment? Ultimately, it was all negative impact.

"During the half month apart, I’ve thought about many things. Our marriage indeed showed cracks due to Peach Bell’s presence. That night, I didn’t think things through thoroughly; I always viewed the issues from my perspective and forgot there’s a difference between male and female thinking..."

Jasper Sinclair’s voice gradually soothed the agitation in her heart, replacing it with calmness.

She lowered her eyes, looking at their hands intertwined, feeling a sense of something long lost.