Flash Marriage: She becomes Mrs. CEO after the Failed Dowry Talk Chapter 899: The Hidden Wound

Nora Northwood let out a harsh sigh of relief, thankfully, nothing unexpected happened.

She ran all the way down from the second floor.

In the living room, she flung herself into the man’s arms. Jasper Sinclair had a whiff of the outdoors on him.

"Why are you running?"

"Why are you only back now? Why was your phone off?"

Nora, without makeup, looked sowhat pale at this mont, her lower lip was tightly bitten.

"Didn’t notice, probably ran out of battery."

Jasper’s answer was almost the sa as the reason Francis used to calm her down.

"Then where have you been? Louis Hayes said you left work early!" She was still complaining, just feeling a stuffiness in her chest that she couldn’t vent, causing great discomfort.

"Socializing outside, there’s a business deal that requires my personal attention."

"Which partner has such face?"

"I’ll introduce you next ti... have you been waiting for all this ti? Do you have sothing to tell ?"

Jasper lightly shifted Nora’s focus and the conversation topic with just a few words.

"Of course, I was waiting for you! Do you know how long I’ve waited?" She was very aggrieved.

"Sorry, next ti I’ll keep my communication devices on 24/7."

"That’s more like it."

A light hum escaped from Nora’s throat, a little temper that ca quickly and went quickly...

Back upstairs, Jasper, on the pretext of handling work, coaxed her to sleep early.

In her sleep, Nora smacked her lips a few tis, vaguely rembering that she had not shared the cranberry scones and iced cheese cookies she brought back with Jasper.

The person she was thinking about was in the study.

There was a bodyguard standing guard at the door of the study, and the door was locked from the inside.

Besides Jasper, Uncle Kevin was also there.

"Mr. Sinclair, why don’t you go to the hospital for this?"

The old man was trembling, his hand dipped in antiseptic, quivering, but when it touched Jasper’s skin, it steadied.

The antiseptic was gently swabbed around the wound in a circular motion.

The intense sting made the injured man muffle a groan, Uncle Kevin was full of worry, saying, "I’ll be gentler."

In fact, it wasn’t about being gentle or rough.

Saying such things was just to make the person feel a bit more relaxed.

Jasper’s brows remained tightly knit; the old and the young fussed for quite a while before finally bandaging the wound on his shoulder properly.

Although Uncle Kevin wasn’t a professional dical staff, he had undergone ergency accident training, and for the ti being, could manage the situation.

In the early hours of the morning,

Nora felt an inexplicable sense of unease, causing her to wake up once during the night.

With her eyes closed, she instinctively rolled her body but didn’t end up in the familiar embrace.

Her palm groped around on the mattress, realizing the person beside her was gone, she snapped her eyes open, and almost instantly, her drowsiness disappeared.

Nora sat up, looked around in the moonlight, confird Jasper wasn’t in the room.

She got off the bed; a month and a half into her pregnancy, her belly wasn’t showing, and her movents were still very agile.

The empty living area echoed with the sound of house slippers against the floor.

A light was left on in the corridor, so it wasn’t too dim, and with the sound of her footsteps, a few voice-activated lights flickered on.

The bodyguard at the study door had left, the spacious study only had Jasper left inside.

The door was ajar, leaving a narrow crevice.

From outside, one could see the light inside.