Chapter 539 The Game of Pretending to Sleep

Early in the morning. Nora Smith can open his eyes and catch a glimpse of Asher Hawn sitting on the balcony reading the newspaper. The sun outside was not as dazzling as it had been a few days ago, diluted and scattered on Asher Hawn's side face, and his eyelashes trembled like butterflies flapping their wings. Sometimes Nora Smith will think that Asher Hawn is so good-looking that it is a pity not to debut as a star. He is even more handsome than Julian Spencer. Seems to be aware of Nora Smith's eyes, Asher Hawn turned around, Nora Smith saw, hurriedly buried his head in the quilt to pretend to sleep. Putting the newspaper aside, Asher Hawn got up and walked toward the bed, looking at Nora Smith, whose eyes were moving all the time under the quilt. Asher Hawn leaned down and spoke softly. "Awake?" Nora Smith ignored it and carried out the game of pretending to sleep to the end. When Asher Hawn saw this, he stretched out his hand and brushed aside some messy long hair on Nora