He lifted his eyes slightly to look into Norah's, which were so pure and clear they were like mirrors reflecting all of his own unsightly
past.
His Adam's apple bobbed. His gaze cooled, and he lowered his eyes.
The main lights in the room were off, with only the strip lighting inside the wardrobes casting a moon-like glow. It illuminated the
man's chiseled features, and Norah found her concentration wavering, her movements bing more labored.
Finally, his face was clean-shaven. Norah slowly straightened up, her almond eyes shining with a soft light as she stared at him
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Without the stubble, the man looked at least five years younger. His jawline was sharper and more defined, his features clearer and
more striking. He was so handsand dashing that her heart couldn't help but pound in her chest.
Xavier brushed a hand over his shoulder. Noticing Norah staring at him, he frowned slightly. “What is it?”
Norah smiled, shaking her head. Her eyes were soft as she said in a low voice, “I won't say anything if you're too lazy to shave
normally, but when we get married, you have to be clean-shaven just like this, okay?”
Xavier's hand paused on his shoulder. He whipped his head around to look at her, frowning. “What wedding? Norah, did everything
| said to you mean nothing?”
Norah ignored his scolding and turned to clean the razor.
Xavier knitted his brows at her. “I'm going to change. You should leave first.”
Norah hummed in agreement and was about to turn and leave when she heard the doorknob turning.
She jumped, taking a step back, and looked nervously at Xavier. “Someone'sing!”
Before Xavier could say anything, Norah pulled open a wardrobe door and shoved him inside.
Worried that if someone walked in on them it would damage Norah's reputation, Xavierplied. But then, in a flash, Norah
ducked in after him, clutching the clothes he'd taken off, and quickly shut the door.
Fortunately, the wardrobe went all the way to the ceiling, so even someone as tall as Xavier didn't have to crouch. He leaned
against the inner wall and said sarcastically in the darkness, “So you do get scared.”
Norah whispered, “I'm worried about *your* reputation.”
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