Flash Marriage: She becomes Mrs. CEO after the Failed Dowry Talk Chapter 757: Changed into New Attire

"Hey little girl, we’ve landed. Stop pretending to sleep!" Lily Sloan shouted.

The person nestled in Jasper Sinclair’s arms finally agreed to open her eyes, and still made a sleepy face.

Ten hours of long flight couldn’t let Peach Bell sleep well, yet she managed to doze off on Jasper Sinclair’s shoulder in the last ten minutes before landing.

After opening her eyes, without looking at whoever woke her, she just coquettishly said, "Brother Jasper, I’m so sleepy."

Lily couldn’t stand her deliberate act of whining; her voice was too sweet.

The cabin door was already opened, and the crew didn’t dare to speak, using their peripheral vision to glance at this little drama.

Nora Northwood felt a headache for a few seconds, then spoke, "When we’re back in Stanton City, you’re the head of The Sinclair Group and my husband. If you want to get involved with other won, let’s proceed with the divorce first to avoid gossip."

She admitted there was a bit of spite in her words.

After saying her spiteful words, she held the door fra and left first; Lily hurriedly followed her, ignoring the ’shaless couple’s’ entanglent.

The stewardess at the bottom of the gangway reminded a few people to watch their step.

Back on the bus, Nora chose a discreet spot in the corner.

She gazed outside the window, and beneath her eyelashes was a shimr.

The road ahead gradually beca blurry, her lips showing a sickly, unreal pallor.

No one knew how much effort it took Nora to utter the word ’divorce.’

She held back her tears, she cannot show her fragile side to the outsiders.

No one was in a hurry to leave the terminal; Uncle Kevin arrived carrying two paper bags to pick them up.

"Young Madam, these are the items you asked to bring."

Inside the paper bags, there was a layer of dust cover, and within the dust cover was a handcrafted Italian suit and a pair of n’s leather shoes.

Nora took them from Uncle Kevin’s hands and handed them to Jasper Sinclair, "Take this, and follow ."

"Where to?"

"Changing room, to change clothes."

The man was dressed in the most ordinary T-shirt and jeans; Nora guessed that from his birth until now, it must be the first ti he wore affordable clothes, creating an indescribable sense of discord.

After turning a few corners, the two arrived at the changing room, and Nora stopped walking, saying indifferently, "You go inside to change, I’ll wait for you outside. Throw away the clothes you take off."

Jasper Sinclair heard a trace of disdain, but he didn’t dwell on it and turned to enter inside.

"Click—"

It was the sound of the door being locked from the inside.

Though the noise wasn’t loud, with no other sounds around, the movent of the lock felt louder.

Nora helplessly laughed, was Jasper Sinclair afraid she would peep?

A few minutes later, the door was opened from the inside, Nora ticulously looked him over from head to toe, finally fixed her gaze on Jasper Sinclair’s face, and asked him, "Does it fit? Uncle Kevin prepared according to your size."

"Mm."

Suits were Jasper Sinclair’s usual attire since Nora has known him, it’s rare to see other styles in his wardrobe.

The aura covered by the T-shirt was exposed once again.

Noble, cold, and an innate deanor, even amnesia cannot change his status.

For a second, Nora thought he was still the sa as before.

Until she heard him speak: "Did you make change clothes just for your viewing pleasure?"

"Appreciating my own man shouldn’t be much of an issue either."

Jasper Sinclair: "..."

It’s true there’s no fault to be found.