Flash Marriage: She becomes Mrs. CEO after the Failed Dowry Talk Chapter 779: She Had Too Much to Drink at the Bar

Jasper Sinclair arrived at the DP private room and found Nora Northwood facing away from the entrance.

Rhys Linden was the first to see him and hurriedly said to Nora, "Your man is here to pick you up."

"I don’t have a man, he’s been gone," Nora said drunkenly.

Rhys: "..."

He glanced in Jasper’s direction, and sure enough, the man’s face was extrely gloomy.

Rhys intentionally coughed twice, trying to remind Nora again.

Jasper didn’t give him the chance, he directly stepped over with long strides, "Nora, co ho with ."

The person next to Nora nudged her, signaling her to look back.

The person involved was dizzy and slow to react, only using her remaining clarity to turn around, "Jas... Jasper." She murmured softly, shaking her head and muttering, "No, you’re not Jasper."

She was likely really drunk beyond recognition, even she didn’t know what she was saying.

Until her collar was lifted by soone, forcing Nora to get up from the sofa, and then falling into a warm embrace.

She caught the scent of sandalwood, greedily wanting to sll more.

"Jasper, I miss you so much..."

Unconsciously, her eyes were already filled with tears.

Nora’s tolerance for alcohol was originally low, compounded by emotional influence, so she beca drunk quickly.

Jasper carried her into the car, and from the mont he opened the car door, her little movents never stopped.

The seatbelt made Nora uncomfortable, she held her stomach, several tis wanting to vomit but couldn’t, only dry retched.

Jasper hesitated, whether to park the car on the roadside for a while.

The thought flashed through his mind, but he suppressed it.

He thought returning to Crimson Hill Villa early and drinking so sobering soup would make it past quickly.

Soon, Jasper heard the sound of crying next to him, one after another, hard to hear clearly if not listening carefully.

He held the steering wheel with one hand, using the other to grab tissues.

"There are tissues here."

He didn’t understand the woman’s crying.

For the past half month, he often heard Peach Bell’s crying, which frequently annoyed him.

Jasper didn’t understand why won love to cry.

The tissue in his palm wasn’t taken, hanging awkwardly in mid-air, he stretched his arm forward two more inches, reaching Nora’s eyes to wipe away her tears.

"Don’t cry, we’ll be ho soon."

Jasper didn’t notice, his tone was much lower than usual, also softer, with a hint of coaxing.

Nora was completely imrsed in her own emotional world, not listening to him.

A minute later, Jasper made a new decision.

Rather than patiently comforting her, he’d rather increase the speed and get ho sooner.

Thus, Nora was left to her own devices.

Half an hour later, the car drove into the underground garage of Crimson Hill Villa.

Jasper unbuckled her seatbelt, inadvertently catching sight of her cleavage.

Nora was oblivious, twisted her body slightly, revealing more of her skin, large patches of snowy white.

"I don’t want to go ho," she muttered.

Jasper averted his gaze, opened the car door on Nora’s side, reminding her to get out.

Nora didn’t respond, comfortably leaning against the seatback, seemingly about to fall asleep.

After a few sounds, Jasper worried she might actually sleep in the car, personally lifting her out, noticing two lines of dried tear stains at the corners of her eyes.