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

Chapter 652: A Movie Without Subtitles

The dining plates in Singapore are comparable to the silver stainless steel bowls in The Chyvan Region, and before the cold dishes even finish being served, there’s no place to put the hot dishes.

Finnian Lawrence slowly put down his utensils and pushed Lily Sloan’s wine glass a bit towards the center.

His actions were so natural, as if he had practiced them thousands of times.

Lily noticed and, calling out in English, asked a Chinese-looking waiter to clear the empty plates.

One good thing about Singapore is that 70% of the population is Chinese, so there’s almost no worry about language barriers.

Throughout the meal, it was mostly Nora Northwood who kept the conversation active; she wondered why the couple talked even less after falling in love.

As they were finishing, Lily tipped the waiter, speaking in standard American English this time.

Finnian asked her, "Your English has improved a lot since the last time I heard it."

A somewhat subtle compliment.

"I’ve been going to an English institute, often accompanying Nora on business trips. My own amateur skills weren’t enough," she said proudly, her lips unable to resist curling up.

"What level have you achieved now?"

Finnian asked so solemnly, as if they were back in a university classroom, with him standing behind the lectern as the young professor.

One whom no female student would ever skip.

The person being asked answered obediently, "Watching a movie without Chinese subtitles is more than enough."

In others’ ears, this became some sort of implicit invitation.

Finnian said, "How about tonight, we go to the cinema and watch a newly released film?"

Hearing this, Lily’s movements paused; she attempted to explain that she didn’t mean anything else.

However, no matter how much she explained, her words were pale, especially since she also hoped for a formal date.

As a result, on this silent night, only Nora was left alone.

Jasper Sinclair, occupied with business, couldn’t personally go to Singapore, but he could arrange for a private jet to pick her up at a nearby airport.

After consulting, Nora decided to return home early, not to disturb the couple in their romantic phase.

In a foreign land, giving them some time and space alone to deepen their relationship.

Her return time was set for three in the afternoon the next day.

Just in time for a ceremonial dinner with Jasper once she landed.

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Outside the palm-sized porthole, clouds drifted by.

Near landing, Nora took a beautifully packaged bottle of perfume from her carry-on satchel, a gift from Director Chloe.

She gently pressed it, and amid a cool sensation, a fine mist fell on her wrists.

At that moment, Jasper Sinclair was still on the forty-third floor of the CBD building, conducting an online meeting.

Nora decided to first drag her luggage home.

Upon returning, there was an indescribable feeling of closeness.

She opened her suitcase and spread it out on the wooden floor by the foot of the bed.

She didn’t rush to organize her clothes, nor did she take out the insights she had recorded to review them again.

Instead, she placed the cross-border perfume on the bedside table.

The four-hour flight left Nora feeling a bit tired, somewhat listless now.

She leaned on the chaise longue for a while, her eyelids couldn’t help but droop.

When she opened her eyes again, she found someone sitting opposite her.

Jasper Sinclair was using corporate WeChat, responding to several requests from executives.

Seeing her awake, he asked, "Was the journey rough?"