Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 1:

In the softly lit room, a man and a woman were sharing affectionate moments on the spacious bed. Above them, a painting of a bride adorned the pristine wall, her expression one of gentle joy.

“Imagine if Norah caught us here, in her bed. Do you think she’d be furious?” the woman said in a flirtatious tone.

“Not her bed. After all these years, I’ve never even shared a touch with her. She’s always sleeping in the guest room next door,” the man snorted before replying.

“Derek, you’re so good to me,” she whispered, her voice trailing off.

The two of them mingled, their heavy breathing filling the room.

Right then, a young woman stood at the door, clasping her hands over her mouth. Tears streamed down her face as she overheard them.

Their intimate moment came to an abrupt halt.

Derek Carter quickly slipped into his shorts and walked toward the kitchen to fetch a glass of water. Upon entering the living room, he was met with the sight of Norah Wilson sitting silently, her eyes red from tears. A flicker of surprise crossed his face as he wondered when Norah had returned and how much she had heard.

“Did you hear everything?” Derek asked casually, lounging on the couch with the glass of water in his hand.

Hickeys marked Derek’s slim frame, yet he paid no mind to whether Norah had seen them or how she might feel. He simply took a sip from his glass.

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“It’s time you sign this,” Derek pulled a folder from a drawer and tossed it onto the table.

“Given that you might have heard it all, there’s no sense in prolonging matters.”

document, her eyes quickly finding the words “Divorce Agreement” on the opening page. She flipped to the

terms, let me know. Otherwise,

Derek lit a cigarette, the smoke cloaking his

tears, Norah’s sleek bangs fell over the dark rims of her glasses, highlighting her

herself to Derek, hoping for a future filled with happiness. Memories of the boy who had protected her from a snowstorm tightened her

So why cling to being my wife? Don’t be so…” Derek’s impatience showed as he tapped ash from the cigarette and added, “Our marriage was never more than

She realized that Madeline Powell was the one Derek truly loved.

hunched over, fiddling with the hem of her clothes. It struck her that when Madeline showed up, Derek’s focus would shift

after her but was involved in a tragic car crash that left him unresponsive. Derek was supposed to marry Luna Wilson from the Wilson family. However, Luna became involved with another man and had a child, prompting the Wilsons to offer

all ties to her previous life for him. She abandoned her passions,

after him, staying by his side without fail. Yet,

had to admit she failed to capture his heart. Receiving no response

her face, yet she often neglected her

her incredibly dull. The constant care and attention, the mundane look and routine of life, were as dull as

Norah’s role as a capable caretaker for the Carter family over the past two years, but he never felt

Derek said casually, “This is the Carter family

head bowed. The

with the Wilson family. After the divorce, I’ll grant you three villas and thirty million. You

harbored no love for Norah, Derek was willing to offer a generous settlement for her years of dedication. She

crossed his arms, Norah caught sight of a small tattoo on his collarbone, worsening her anguish. It bore

allow you a day to think it over. If the terms don’t meet your approval, feel free to

She smoothly wrote her name on the divorce papers. “I’ll pack my things

Norah always complied, much like a servant who never questioned his decisions. Take today, for instance — she could have

her demeanor too dull. He worried that being around someone so unremarkable might eventually rub off