Chapter: 1197

Nora squinted, examining every inch of his skin.

He looked even more handsome in the Light!

His figure was impeccable. How would it feel to touch him?

“Nora, I know you're from my country. Stop pretending otherwise."

Nora sighed regretfully. Fame made it hard to hide, even behind a mask.

"So you know me? Are you a fan? Here's the thing, I just need to borrow your balcony. I'll be out of your way soon."

The room was just a temporary stop. Tonight, she was heading out for fun.

She was unaffected by the man she encountered, and he was powerless to stop her. She was fortunate that he was a fan this time.

Sean didn't respond, lowering his eyes in acquiescence.

Relieved, Nora knew her fame had its perks. Fans would accommodate her whims.

Stepping past him, Nora brushed against something.

“Thank you. Ah!"

Nora tripped over a Lump on the mat. She stumbled and wildly waved her hands before managing to get hold of something.

Luckily, she stayed upright. Otherwise, her image would be damaged in the eyes of her fans if she collapsed in this manner.

"Could you let go of me?" Sean gritted his teeth.

Startled, Nora quickly released her grip.

She hadn't realized she had grabbed his hair so tightly just to steady herself.

Nora silently praised him for his patience.

“Sorry, I didn't mean to," she apologized, hiding her hands behind her back and playfully flicking away a strand of his hair.

Seeing her smiling eyes, a rush of memories flooded Sean's mind-the eyes that belonged only to Norah.

Almost involuntarily, he reached out as if to touch her cheek.

“Hey! Careful there. You're not about to pull my hair out, are you?"

Nora took a couple of steps back and stumbled over something again.

Sean moved to catch her, but Nora grabbed his hair once more.