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.