Flash Marriage: She becomes Mrs. CEO after the Failed Dowry Talk-Chapter 791: Why Do You Walk So Quietly?

When they came out of the shopping mall, the sky had completely darkened. The streetlights on both sides of the road resembled two endless dragons stretching into the distance.

Jasper Sinclair personally drove the car. His distinctively jointed hand slid across the car’s display screen a few times, and then Chopin’s nocturne slowly flowed out from the surround sound system.

The music, mingled with the performer’s delicate emotions, was supposed to be comforting, but Nora Northwood just couldn’t relax, her back remained tense, and her ten fingers entwined together as she dared not look at the person in the driver’s seat.

Her nervousness was too obvious.

So much so that Jasper Sinclair didn’t even need to turn his head to notice it.

"Nora, we’ve been together forever, what are you nervous about?"

He deliberately teased Nora, his tone full of amusement.

Nora quietly exhaled, pretending to be at ease, "I’m not nervous at all, I didn’t even say I’d wear it for you to see."

There was a feeling of her trying too hard to make a point. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Jasper saw that she was overly nervous, and he stopped teasing her, driving properly back to Crimson Hill Villa.

After they arrived home, he followed behind Nora naturally, walking toward the master bedroom together.

Nora understood that since she had agreed to the so-called "marriage agreement," there was no need to awkwardly send him to the guest room, so she tacitly accepted Jasper’s behavior.

"Nora, go take a shower first."

Jasper’s casual reminder fell into Nora’s ears, turning into another layer of meaning.

She instinctively shielded her front, her eyes wary.

Jasper frowned slightly, quickly catching on, he approached her with a mischievous smile, "I don’t mind showering with you."

"Get lost."

Nora pushed him away from in front of her, turning to the walk-in closet and picked out a relatively conservative bathrobe.

Since returning from Melbourne, the opportunities for the two of them to share a room were rare.

Though they had been married for more than two years, the sudden change in circumstances left Nora feeling awkward about sharing a bed with Jasper, who hadn’t yet regained his memory.

She hid away in the shower.

"Click—"

The sound of the door being locked was particularly noticeable, as if she were guarding against Jasper like a thief.

The person outside gave a wry smile, then went to another room.

Jasper remembered the photos he had picked up last time, still airing on the desk in the study, yet to be put away.

Without his instructions, Uncle Kevin naturally wouldn’t touch them.

Each photo had been washed by rain, some were stained with dirt and dust, making it hard to see their original appearance.

Jasper carefully wiped them with a handkerchief, afraid his strength might hasten the photos breaking apart.

When he figured the time was about right, assuming Nora had probably finished her shower, he returned from the study.

As he returned, Nora was sitting in front of the vanity, blow-drying her hair.

The sound of the hairdryer drowned out the door opening, so she didn’t notice Jasper’s return.

Jasper stayed silent, just watching her back. It wasn’t until she was almost done blow-drying that he approached her.

A sudden figure appeared in the mirror.

Nora was startled, her body jerked, causing the hairdryer in her hand to shake.

In her movement, her hair got tangled in the hairdryer.

Jasper, quick on his feet, immediately unplugged the cord from the power strip, but still couldn’t get the hair ends free.

Frowning, Nora asked, "How can you walk without making a sound?"