Flash Marriage: She becomes Mrs. CEO after the Failed Dowry Talk Chapter 781: You Haven’t Been in the Kitchen for a Long Time

Nora Northwood remained silent.

Her reaction was as Jasper Sinclair had expected, and then, with a teasing intent, he brushed his fingers over the top of her head.

The stark contrast between the ends of her black hair and his fingers prompted him to say, "If you keep being as obedient as you were last night, who knows, my mory might return sooner."

Nora glared angrily at him, realizing he was still reminiscing about last night’s affair, she imdiately reacted, "Smack—Jasper Sinclair, you scoundrel!"

The slap left both of them stunned.

Nora saw the imprint of her five fingers on Jasper’s face and felt a montary regret about not controlling her strength.

"Your strength should be saved for tonight, lest you pass out after just a few rounds."

"Do you want another slap?"

"If it can’t wait till tonight, now is fine too."

"You wouldn’t dare!"

Jasper pinched her chin, forcing her to look at him, and said, word by word, "What wouldn’t I dare to do?"

Nora’s body unwittingly curled up; at that mont, she believed, he truly dared.

After a long standoff, she eventually softened, "Get off first."

This ti, Jasper complied.

As soon as he left her body, the cold air from the air conditioning seeped into the blanket, and the sudden change in temperature made Nora instinctively shrink her neck.

She was completely bare, as was Jasper.

Grabbing a piece of clothing from the bedside, she quickly covered her front and dashed into the bathroom.

Her shuffling steps were so awkward that even Nora felt they were pretentious.

In the past two years, which part of her had Jasper not seen?

She couldn’t answer.

...

When Nora ca out after showering, she found the bedroom empty.

She didn’t know when Jasper had left, only complaining silently to herself: Sleeps and doesn’t recognize the person.

Fortunately, the bedding was tidied up, which helped calm her mood.

The phone was on the bedside table; Nora picked it up, and it was already ten in the morning.

Upon unlocking it, the recent call logs showed on the main screen. Apparently, Jasper had called her last night.

No wonder... they ended up in the sa bed.

Nora wasn’t very clear about what happened last night, relying only on Jasper’s few words to recall.

She opened Yvonne Winslow’s ssage box, typed a string of words, then clicked delete, repeating the process several tis; the ssage still wasn’t sent.

After setting down her phone again, Nora left the bedroom.

Heading downstairs, she glimpsed the busy figure behind the kitchen’s half-open door.

Why was Jasper in the kitchen?

As she approached, she noticed the man holding two cups of hot milk.

Jasper noticed her too but had no free hands, so he greeted her with his mouth, "Co have breakfast."

Nora was indeed hungry, following the sll of ham as she walked over, she sat down to find he had prepared a simple version of a sandwich.

The two sat facing each other.

Nora remarked, "You haven’t been in the kitchen for a long ti."

Upon hearing this, Jasper raised his eyebrows, "Did I used to cook often?"

"Not really often."

After responding, Nora lowered her head and focused on eating breakfast.

anwhile, the person across from her was lost in thought, contemplating if he used to cherish the woman in front of him greatly.

In fact, Jasper had already noticed the clue when flipping through the photo album.

Throughout the al, the two of them got along exceptionally well, even Uncle Kevin found it inconceivable.