The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 1175

Chapter 1175: Chapter 32: The Principal’s Wife and Little Bun Fu’s School Story

The sensation on her lips was incredibly clear.

The cool aura of the man once again enveloped her.

His movements were violent yet gentle, bit by bit, making her feel his presence.

Sinai’s eyes suddenly widened.

At this moment, her brain froze, passively accepting his kiss.

Only when he occasionally nibbled on her lips did she feel like she was alive.

After a very long time, the man finally rose.

But he didn’t leave; instead, he held her in his arms: "So, do you understand what I mean?"

"Cough, cough, cough!" Sinai barely caught her breath, coughing violently.

It took her a full half a minute to completely regain her composure.

Recalling what Norton had done to her, Sinai’s eyes reddened instantly.

She pushed against him, biting her lip fiercely, her voice trembling: "Go away, go away!"

The more she spoke, the more aggrieved she felt, her voice choking with emotion: "You’re about to get married, how can you bully me like this? What do you take me for?!"

These words made Norton’s expression pause.

With a slight turn of thought, he understood what was going on.

His dark green eyes narrowed, his expression calm.

Very well.

Someone was in deep trouble.

"Not necessarily." Norton lowered his head, tidying her hair, sighing, "If I can’t win you over, I won’t marry."

Sinai was suddenly stunned: "You..."

An unbelievable thought exploded in her mind.

Her heart emptied in an instant.

She met those familiar dark green eyes.

Those eyes had shed their usual indifference, leaving only gentleness.

At this moment, she felt as if there was no distance between them.

He was right there, within reach.

"Seeing you always avoiding me, I wondered if you disliked me, so I planned to pursue you slowly." Norton’s voice deepened, slowly, "But I got scared."

Indeed, he was scared.

In Tarot Cards, the Chariot represents "victory."

Looking back on his long and enduring years, he indeed rarely ever failed.

But with her, he had stumbled more than once.

When it comes to matters of the heart, no one can ever really explain them.

Sinai’s body was already weak, and her emotional agitation left her exhausted, so she soon drifted into a heavy sleep.

Norton helped tuck her in, sitting by the bedside.

**

After half a month of recovery, Sinai was ready to be discharged.

These days, Norton stayed by her side.

He prepared her meals three times a day.

If there was a thunderstorm, he would hold her to sleep and even explain Alchemy techniques to her.

"What are you spacing out for?" Norton raised an eye, "It’ll get cold."

Sinai hugged the bowl: "It still feels a bit unreal."

"So, have you thought it over?"

"No."

"..."

Sinai took a sip of porridge, and the door to the ward was pushed open.

"Teacher, I’m here to see you." Charlotte poked her head in, "Oh, someone’s here, should I avoid?"

"No need." Sinai quickly glanced at Norton, "Come in."

Charlotte entered, setting down a basket of flowers: "Teacher, please take care of your health; there’s no rush to return to the research base. What you can’t do, I and other team members can handle together. Please prioritize yourself."