CHAPTER 886: CHAPTER 886: LATELY ALWAYS SLEEPY

One was showering in the bathroom, while the other was eating mango pancakes in the living room.

Nora Northwood hunched over, looking very much like a little mouse sneaking a bite of oil.

When Jasper Sinclair came out, he saw her happily shaking her shoulders. Clearly, the dessert had hit the right spot for her.

"Nora, do you like it?"

Nora had just taken a bite of whipped cream when she heard the voice coming from a short distance away. She lifted her chin, "De...licious."

As the word dropped, her throat moved slightly.

At that moment, Jasper was wearing a pure white robe, tied loosely around the waist, almost as if it was barely there.

His sturdy chest was exposed, and even like this, his elegance didn’t diminish in the slightest.

His short hair was half-dry from towel drying, with crystal-clear droplets trickling down along the strands, one of which fell right onto Nora’s heart... Yes, she was once again mesmerized by her partner of three years.

"Nora, stop looking at me with that lovesick expression."

Jasper was really afraid he wouldn’t be able to hold back.

In the past thirty years, he always believed he had excellent self-control.

However, his steadfast belief had been broken by Nora time and again.

With a fork still in her mouth, she giggled foolishly and denied, "I’m not lovestruck."

Even Nora herself didn’t believe those words.

She put down what she was holding, took small steps to Jasper, and said, "Let me blow-dry your hair."

"You’re pregnant now, just sit and eat."

Jasper couldn’t pamper her enough, so how could he bear to have her dry his hair?

Nora insisted, "A pregnant woman’s mood is the most important. You just promised my mom to prioritize my feelings."

She grabbed Jasper’s arm and forcefully pressed him down in front of her dressing table.

She rarely helped Jasper blow-dry his hair; usually, she was the one being served.

No idea what came over her today, on a whim.

Perhaps she thought Jasper’s wet-haired look was too enticing, making her eager to help dry it.

Nora continued, "I’m just pregnant, not paralyzed. I can still do things."

Hearing this, Jasper’s tone suddenly turned serious and he said steadily, "Don’t say such unlucky things."

"You’re right, honey."

Nora responded playfully while her hands kept working, adjusting the speed and heat settings of the blow dryer to a moderate level.

Her five slender fingers ran through Jasper’s damp short hair.

Through the round mirror, the man saw her focused little face.

Short hair was easy to dry, and in a few minutes, it was eighty percent dry. After putting down the blow dryer, Nora asked, "Have you noticed that I’ve been very sleepy lately?"

"Yes, I consulted the doctor, who said it’s normal. Pregnant women tend to be sleepy but shouldn’t sleep too long; they should move around occasionally."

"Got it."

Nora’s wrist was gently pulled, and she was snugly seated on Jasper’s lap.

His hot breath scattered by her ear, making her itch.

"I need to go to VK tomorrow. The HR department interviewed a candidate for Yvonne’s assistant, and I need to check them out."

Yvonne Winslow’s job was essentially the lifeline of the entire VK.

Therefore, anyone working under her must not be careless.

Now, as VK grows bigger, employees are not as easy to manage as they were in the beginning.