Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 27:

Reflecting on the recent silence, Norah pulled out her phone and sent Derek a message: “Mr. Carter, are you available tomorrow? When can we finalize the paperwork?”

It had been almost a week since the racing competition. While Derek savored his moments with Madeline, did he ever think about the rumors that Madeline was a homewrecker? It seemed like such a lack of responsibility on his part.

After waiting ten minutes without a reply, Norah felt compelled to send more texts, nudging him for a response.

“Mr. Carter, have you considered the gossip about Madeline being a homewrecker? We should settle the formalities soon. It’s beneficial for everyone. What’s the delay? You were the one keen on divorcing. Now, why the silence? Time is valuable for both of us. I can’t afford to wait endlessly. When will we proceed?”

“Is it possible to get a clear response from you? Mr. Carter, the world won’t stop if you take an hour off. Can’t you make time for this?”

With no reply to her messages, Norah sat on the sofa, pondering whether she should head to the Carter Group and confront him face-to-face. Since the race, Derek hadn’t reached out about finalizing the divorce, which irked her.

After a while, her phone finally signaled the arrival of replies.

Derek replied, “Okay.”

ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇꜱ ɪɴ ɢᴀʟɴᴏᴠᴇʟꜱ.ᴄᴏᴍ

Norah arched an eyebrow as she typed her response: “Meet me tomorrow at 2 p.m. in the court. Please, don’t be late.” At least he had agreed to meet.

Closing Derek’s phone, Madeline’s face still held traces of bitterness. When she heard noises from the bathroom, she quickly tucked Derek’s phone out of sight.

Derek emerged from the bathroom, draped in a towel, and asked, “Madeline, have you seen my phone? I left it on the table before my shower, but now it’s missing.” His tone was marked by impatience, a hint of annoyance in his voice.

Feigning nonchalance, Madeline offered, “Maybe you forgot where you put it? Check again. Let me check the bedroom for you.”

Derek agreed, seemingly convinced by Madeline’s suggestion that he might have misplaced it. He left the room.

With her heart pounding, Madeline watched Derek leave. She quickly retrieved Derek’s phone, erasing the recent exchange with Norah while preserving only those from days ago.

landed on Norah Wilson’s contact name. “Just a bitch who knows a few tricks. Trying to get close to Derek under my watch?

hers and

in the afternoon, yet Derek hadn’t shown up yet. Glancing impatiently at

was overwhelmed with frustration, feeling like she couldn’t breathe. After a

have dialed is currently switched

he had

flooded Derek

are you? You

could you possibly

show up at all? Will you come

sending these messages, Norah didn’t receive any response. Her patience was wearing thin, and she couldn’t fathom how the situation had deteriorated to this point. Derek was the one who had proposed the divorce, yet now

own hands, Norah decided to pursue the legal route

she made her

stepped out, it started pouring. The

opinion could cause unnecessary delays. She figured the procedure wouldn’t drag on too long and

up waiting in vain, caught in the sudden downpour. What

calling Joanna but decided against it. She remembered that Joanna had an important

gleaming strands, the droplets merging with the urban clamor into

Derek’s evasion had sparked a loud rage within her. As she watched the

the deluge, Norah stepped into the rain, allowing it to drench her,

renewed determination, she made her way to the

looks like that’s Miss Wilson,” Phillip said at a red light, spotting a familiar figure sitting

it out,” Sean suggested, momentarily setting aside the documents he was reviewing

stood out even in her disarray. Her attire clung to her form, revealing

Sean felt

the bus schedule to Dreamview Villas on her phone, was

her from both the