CHAPTER 852: CHAPTER 852: HAD A QUARREL IN THE RESTAURANT

Jasper Sinclair watched as Nora Northwood left her seat, and his instincts told him not to let her go.

So he hurriedly got up and, half a meter after Nora walked away, suddenly yanked her back.

The movement was so sudden, and Jasper’s strength so great, that Nora staggered and stumbled into a solid chest.

It just so happened that the waiter was bringing their food.

The three of them almost collided.

Fortunately, Jasper pulled her away in time, preventing a disaster.

Meanwhile, their commotion had already attracted the attention of many around them.

Someone recognized them, secretly gossipping.

After Nora steadied herself, she stepped away from the man’s chest, but Jasper’s hand on her forearm showed no sign of releasing.

The two were deadlocked in place.

The waiter placed the dishes neatly on the table.

The stares around them were truly annoying, so Jasper moved forward slightly and whispered, "Everyone’s watching, let’s sit down and talk about whatever it is calmly."

With that, he sat down on his own.

He seemed certain that Nora wouldn’t leave because of it.

The silence stretched for a full half-minute as Nora’s mind raced.

She had too much to consider and truly couldn’t just leave without a backward glance.

The little incident just now was likely secretly filmed by someone.

If Nora left now, the next day’s Weibo trending topics would be filled with her and VK’s names.

In the end, just as Jasper was certain, she sat down.

"To ensure the enjoyment of this meal, keep your questions for home."

"Jasper Sinclair!"

Nora called his name through clenched teeth.

"First, let me clarify, I don’t intend to harm you."

"My patience is limited, you better speak quickly."

For the rest of the time, the two of them were essentially in a state of zero communication.

When neither spoke, they still presented an admirable sight to outsiders.

Midway through, Jasper called the waiter to add a bottle of grape wine.

Nora, of course, knew what he meant, thinking that by getting her drunk, he’d escape this ordeal.

Jasper invited her to drink with him, but she pretended not to notice, focusing on the cheese on her plate.

The hour-long dinner was forcibly shortened by a third.

Nora’s plate was almost clean.

Not caring whether Jasper had eaten enough, she put down her utensils and said, "I’m done eating, let’s go home."

As soon as she spoke, a discomfort hit her stomach.

Nora had superficial gastritis, not serious, but she rarely ate so quickly, and now she couldn’t help but want to burp.

She held it in and went to the front desk to settle the bill.

Jasper knew well that her sitting quietly through dinner was the greatest tolerance she could muster for him.

The man wiped his palms and followed her.

When they left the restaurant, the sky outside was already dark.

As the door opened, the cold wind outside blew over them, making Nora’s shoulders involuntarily shiver.

The wind lifted her hair, covering half her face, giving her an indescribable, chaotic beauty.