Chapter 310 He really faked it

Nora Smith clutched the edge of the rooftop tightly, and his head went down for a while. "Asher Hawn, you mustn't have anything to do!" Nora Smith muttered to himself. She was about to call Clark and ask him to send for Asher Hawn when she heard a familiar, magnetic voice coming from behind her, "Nora Smith." Asher Hawn? Nora Smith looked back and saw Asher Hawn in a wheelchair. "Asher Hawn, I wish you were all right!" Nora Smith threw himself at him. She crouched down, her head buried in Asher Hawn's lap. Asher Hawn reached out and rubbed Nora Smith's hair, and a magnetic voice sounded, "Fool, what do you think is wrong with me?" Nora Smith took a few deep breaths, steadied himself, and suddenly felt something was wrong. When she went to the rooftop just now, Asher Hawn was obviously gone. In just a few minutes, he suddenly sat in a wheelchair, and there was no one else around! Didn't Asher Hawn lose his legs? How did he do it? Thought of here, Nora Smith's mind is even m