Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 95:

A strange expression crossed Norah's face when she detected the tenderness in Sean's voice. She shook her

head, saying, “I don’t know.” Her interactions with Sean had been too few for her to understand why he was

working at a technology company.

“You'll soon find out,” Sean said.

Sean stood up, his tall figure enveloping Norah. “I'll get you something to eat now that you've woken up.”

“No,” Norah instinctively tried to decline. However, she realized that Sean would probably not listen to her, so

she instead said, “Is there a servant in the villa? If there is, just get one of them to bring it to me.”

Sean shot Norah a glance and replied, “Housekeepers don’t cevery day, and the chef hasn't arrived. Just

stay in bed while | go get you something.”

His words brooked no argument, so Norah reluctantly agreed. Besides, his stern words were for her good, unlike

Derek’s harsh words, which were always full of bland resentment.

Norah lowered her gaze. Derek had failed as a husband, having an affair while married and even bringing his

mistress home. He was now the scum of the earth. Her childhood memories burned brightly in her mind. She

began to wonder if Kason’s character had also been influenced by Derek. If that were the case, she would

distance herself from him before he even recognized her.

The breakfast of eggs and milk was placed in front of her. Norah didn’t have an appetite, so she barely touched

the food.

“Have smilk. Eat smore,” Sean said, placing a glass of milk by Norah's side.

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“No. I'm full,” Norah replied, shaking her head.

“Alright. Then drink the milk, okay?” Sean coaxed.

His voice carried a touch of allure, which Norah found irresistible. She wondered if Sean saw her as Susanna. She

took the cup in her hands and drank it down in one gulp. “Done.”

“That's good.”

Norah looked up and saw Sean smiling at her. She immediately averted her gaze. “Now that I've had breakfast,

I'll be going home.”

There was no reason for her to remain at Sean’s place.

“I'm worried about you. Your back still hasn't healed properly. You'll stay here so | can take care of you,” Sean

said, frowning at her.

Norah wanted to tell him that she didn’t need him to take care of her, but she held her tongue. He had, after all,

saved her. Such a statement would sound ungrateful.

“You don’t have servants at home, so my staying here would only trouble you,” Norah said.

“Trouble or not, you'll do as | say. | advise you to forget about going home,” Sean said with a mischievous smile.

Something about Norah lying alone in bed in pain made him uncomfortable. With him taking care of her, why

bother going back?

“I'll call Joanna over,” Norah said, a moment of genius.

She called Joanna, but the call went unanswered.

It seemed Joanna was away from her phone again at the training base.

“It’s settled then. You'll be staying here. Letknow if you need anything,” Sean grinned.

Norah didn’t think the knife wound on her back was that bad. The reason for her taking leave was that the

wound might affect the surgery. There could be no mistakes during the operation.

Sean stood up, saying, “I have swork to do. Get srest.” He tidied up and left the room, leaving Norah

alone.

Norah gazed at the ceiling, her thoughts wandering. How did she end up in this situation? Sean's intention was

for her to stay and let the wound on her back heal properly. This seemed to be going too far for a simple

friendship.

A gentle breeze blew in through the open window. Norah, knowing how to adapt, decided that it was better to

accept what was going on. She had checked the knife wound in the mirror. It was the size of her palm. After two

days of consistently applying medicine to it, the wound had scabbed over, and any sudden movement might

reopen it.

Having been at Sean's place for two days, Norah had cto know true luxury. She had everything she wanted

at her fingertips and didn’t have to stand up unless she needed to use the bathroom or take a shower. Sean

assisted her with everything.

It was Saturday morning, and Norah and Sean were having breakfast at the dining table in the living room. Norah

stared at Sean as he took every bite with pleasure. Although they were having the smeal, one would think

he was a sophisticated diner with the way he ate.

Swallowing the bite of bread she had in her mouth, Norah couldn’t help but smile.

Norah said, “If | remember correctly, today is the day for the auction. Why aren't you preparing yet?” Slightly

downcast, she added, “I might not be able to attend the auction with you.” She felt uncomfortable breaking the

commitment she had made.

“I had assumed you've recovered enough to attend the auction,” Sean replied, staring at her. In other words, he

was saying she would be accompanying him to the auction.

“You're right. | think | have recovered enough,” Norah said, slightly surprised. Her wounds had healed enough,

and she was ready to return to her normal life. She had planned to leave Sean's place today and return to work

at the Silver Boulder Private Hospital tomorrow.

“Since that’s settled, finish up your breakfast. The styling team will be coming here later,” Sean said.

Half an hour later, the styling team arrived and styled both of them.

Seated on the sofa, Sean wore a deep blue suit with a matching tie and diamond-studded cufflinks. He looked

quite elegant.

Not long after, the sound of heels on the stairs could be heard. This drew Sean’s attention, and he looked up.

When he saw Norah, he couldn't bring himself to take his eyes off her.

Norah wore a dazzling red dress with matching high heels adorned with diamonds. Her chestnut-colored hair

cascaded in waves below her shoulders, and her crimson lipstick highlighted her lips. Norah looked absolutely

stunning.

Sean's heart skipped a beat as Norah approached.

Norah smiled enchantingly and said, “Let's go.”