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

Chapter 579: Born for You

After finishing the call, Nora Northwood said, "Make sure to keep tomorrow noon free, I’ll take you to meet someone."

"Who? So secretive."

"You’ll know when you meet them."

Jasper Sinclair’s deep brown eyes lingered on her; in truth, he had already guessed but was waiting for her to bring it up.

Upon returning to the room, Nora noticed a foot bath basin placed by the bed, visibly filled with light brown water.

"Did Uncle Yates bring this in?"

"Yes, it’s a specially prepared foot soak for you, prescribed by an old traditional medicine doctor to help calm the mind and aid sleep."

Nora’s frequent insomnia had long traveled across the seas and reached Jasper’s ears.

As they got closer, they both unsurprisingly smelled the bitter aroma of herbs.

Nora wasn’t afraid of pain, but she dreaded bitterness.

"Sit down, Nora."

Jasper knelt down on one knee, the electronic bucket showing a temperature of seventy-one degrees. He immersed two knuckles to check the water’s temperature.

Once convinced the water was suitable, he gently held Nora’s ankle and slowly lowered it in.

"Is this temperature okay?"

"Just right."

Nora felt a strong current coursing through her body, energizing every nerve.

The art of warming feet lies precisely in this feeling.

After soaking for a while, she started teasing, "Boss, do you not have any special services here?"

At her words, Jasper’s gaze shifted from puzzled to forewarning.

In just two months apart, who had led his wife astray?

Previously, he would never believe these words could come from Nora’s mouth.

Seeing his misconception, Nora shifted her tone and added, "I’m talking about a massage! What’s on your mind?"

Immediately, they both shared a knowing smile.

"There is, but it’s unprofessional."

As the water temperature gradually dropped, Jasper leisurely rolled up his sleeves, revealing a fit wrist, and both hands submerged beneath the water.

The instant his palm met the sole of her foot, Nora involuntarily flinched.

Feeling her reflex, Jasper teased, "Relax, it’s a proper massage."

"Oh, come on!"

Soon, she felt the pressure in her soles—just the right mix of light and firm—it was very comfortable.

Jasper’s captivating charm was that no matter the domain, whatever passed through his hands, he handled it excellently, leaving no room for critique.

For instance, now.

Night and moon descended.

The joy of reunion and the delight of rekindled love persisted around them, lingering and unresolved.

Snuggled in the silk quilt, Nora reflected on all the occurrences from the past few days, finding them utterly surreal.

The curtain by the window was not drawn, allowing moonlight to outline her profile along her jawline.

Jasper intentionally left a small gap in the window; the distant but audible sound of waves served as their lullaby.

As they both lapsed into drowsiness, a bold idea unexpectedly sprung to Nora’s mind.

She said, "Let’s go to the seaside now and take a look!"

Watching the sea at night with a loved one, such romantic acts combined might trigger new emotions.

Spoiling her whims, Jasper fought off fatigue, climbed out of bed, and dressed her in the warmest clothes.

Nora caught sight of scarves in the wardrobe, identical styles in different colors, she casually picked the pink one, "It’ll be very cold going to the seaside at this hour, let’s wrap another scarf."