Chapter 1140 Norris, I Want a Bit Now

Norris Moore came back with food from outside the door and saw Trenton Smith sitting on the bed, rubbing his brow with a tired look.

Upon hearing the door open, he lifted his head, glanced, and then paused slightly.

"What's wrong?" Norris went in, placed the food on the dining table in the next room, came back, and looked at Trenton with some confusion. She reached out and touched his forehead, "Are you feeling unwell? You look so pale."

This man's complexion was indeed awful, extremely awful; she truly couldn't guess what was on his mind.

Trenton lifted his head and stared blankly at her for a while, then slowly stretched out his hand and pulled her into an embrace.

Norris was startled and looked up at the man's silent and deep, terrifying eyes. He stared at her intently, his face expressionless, yet his emotions were intense.

She felt nervous, unsure of what was wrong with him. Was he feeling unwell?

Her little hand touched his face, cautiously and with a tinge of heartache.