CHAPTER 855: CHAPTER 855: I JUST DON’T WANT TO SEE YOU

Nora Northwood fell into a muddled sleep, leaving all her worries behind.

She thought that sooner or later, she would be exhausted by the memory-lost Jasper Sinclair.

Once she was completely asleep, the arm around her waist dared to exert a little more strength.

In the darkness, Jasper held her tightly, as if fearing she would leave again without a word, maintaining this embrace throughout the night.

That night, the man did not sleep soundly.

As dawn broke, he opened his eyes again, his brow forever furrowed, likely having had a nightmare.

Upon confirming the person in his arms hadn’t left, Jasper subconsciously let out a sigh.

He lowered his gaze, staring unwaveringly at Nora’s sleeping face.

She was much quieter in her sleep, devoid of her usual confrontational demeanor and extremely gentle.

It was unclear how long Jasper watched until the alarm clock rang, prompting him to move.

He turned around to silence the persistent alarm.

The clock had only sounded for a few seconds before Nora opened her eyes; if observed closely, her eyes were clear, not at all like someone who just woke up.

In fact, Nora had been awake for several minutes.

With a very fixed biological clock, she usually woke up around this time every morning.

Moreover, Jasper’s gaze was so intense that she could not fail to notice it.

Unsure how to face Jasper, she pretended to remain asleep, unwilling to wake.

At this point, their eyes met.

Nora turned over as if she intended to continue sleeping.

Jasper suggested, "Should I set another ten-minute alarm for you? Or are you skipping work today?"

"Skipping work today, anyway, you messed up all the business."

Jasper: "..."

Why is this girl so vengeful?

"I’ll cover VK’s losses—transfer it to your private account."

"Who wants your filthy money!"

After saying this, Nora pulled the quilt over her head.

A while later, the quilt was ruthlessly pulled away.

Jasper said, "It’s not breathable under the covers; be careful not to suffocate yourself. Even if you’re sulking with me, don’t take it out on your health."

He spoke softly, saying a lot, but Nora did not respond.

After a long time, Jasper got out of bed and left the living room alone.

Once he left, Nora was already wide awake.

She reached for her phone on the bedside table and glanced at the time—7:50.

She opened WeChat and sent Yvonne Winslow a message, notifying her she’d be late to the office today.

Nora rarely ran late—she planned to get up after Jasper left, so it wouldn’t be too late.

All in all, she just didn’t want to see Jasper’s face right now.

After fiddling with her phone for a while, she began to feel sleepy again.

Just as Nora yawned, she heard the sound of the doorknob being pressed from outside.

No need to think—it must be Jasper.

She quickly set aside her phone, pretending to be asleep again.

Jasper entered with a tray, carrying hot milk and freshly made sandwiches.

He placed the tray on the bedside table and then went to open the curtains one by one.

As he was doing these things, Nora showed no signs of opening her eyes.

When Jasper leaned close to her head, his fingertips accidentally brushed the phone screen.

Hot?

Jasper instantly guessed Nora was pretending to sleep.