CHAPTER 860: CHAPTER 860: YOU ACTUALLY CARE ABOUT ME

"You..."

"You..."

Both voices sounded at the same time, then suddenly stopped.

After a few seconds of silence, Jasper spoke again, "Why aren’t you resting yet?"

His voice was hoarse, possibly from a bad cough.

Nora said, "I heard you coughing continuously, came over to see what’s going on."

Coughing a lot?

When did the soundproofing of their house become this bad?

After thinking about it, Jasper chuckled softly, "Nora, are you worried about me?"

"You’re overthinking. I just couldn’t sleep because you were making too much noise."

Despite the obvious pretense, Jasper didn’t expose her and got up from the bed.

Then, he stopped inches from her, resting his head on her shoulder, softly murmuring, "I thought you really might kick me out."

Nora’s heart skipped a beat.

This man really doesn’t seem like the type to act spoiled.

If not for worrying about getting her sick, Jasper might have directly kissed her.

Nora forgot to push him away for a moment, stunned for quite a while, and numbly asked, "Did Uncle Kevin give you the medicine, did you take it?"

"I took it already. I guess it’ll take a while to take effect."

Surprisingly, during the conversation with Nora, Jasper hadn’t coughed at all.

Somewhere in the man’s heart, a soft spot collapsed.

He stole a kiss on her cheek during the few seconds Nora was in a daze.

The thin lips felt different from his body temperature.

Being stolen a kiss, Nora felt both shy and annoyed, hurriedly pushed Jasper away, playfully scolding, "Still not behaving even when sick, hurry back to sleep!"

"Cough — Cough —"

The two intense coughs made Nora think her hands were too forceful.

Jasper wouldn’t let her go easily after finally getting a slight response from his long-time efforts.

He pulled her tightly into his arms, refusing to let go, "Stay with me, I promise I won’t disturb you, okay?"

Nora was facing his hoarse voice, couldn’t bring herself to say "no" for a long time.

Jasper had succeeded in his devious plan.

Immediately, he picked her up into bed, leaned close to her ear, whispering lowly, "Nora, you’re the one who came to me."

At that moment, Nora’s mind only had one thought, that was, she’s doomed.

The next second, warmth invaded her neck.

The two of them hadn’t had such intimacy for too long, Jasper lost control of his actions.

He wanted to kiss her lips more but worried she would catch his sickness because of it.

Back and forth, Nora was so enraptured that she lost herself.

Her arms, at some point, looped around Jasper’s neck, in a highly ambiguous posture, her chin lifted, letting the man do as he pleased.

A mist seemed to veil over her eyes, enticing him deep into its allure.

Amidst the flirtation, Jasper suddenly spoke, "Nora, you care about me in your heart."

It wasn’t a question, but a statement.

A sound unintelligibly slipped from Nora’s throat, drawing him further into obsession.

She slightly raised her lower back, under the moonlight filtering in, traced Jasper’s lips, her moist tongue gradually sketching his contour.

The mingling breaths became increasingly rapid.