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.

gaze hardening as it landed on Norah Wilson’s contact name. “Just a bitch who knows

mind, Derek was hers and hers alone.

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

frustration, feeling like she couldn’t breathe. After

you have dialed is currently

scoffed, realizing he had blocked her

Derek with

now, are you?

could you possibly

show up at all?

was wearing thin, and she couldn’t fathom how the situation had deteriorated to this point. Derek was the one who

Norah decided to pursue the legal route

phone away, she made her

pouring. The timing

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

to her, she would end up waiting in vain, caught in the sudden downpour. What a

Joanna but decided against it. She remembered that Joanna had an important tutorial and didn’t want to disturb her over something

strands, the droplets merging with the urban clamor into

solace in the rain, but Derek’s evasion had sparked a loud rage within her. As she

deluge, Norah stepped into the rain, allowing it to drench her, finding an unexpected sense

made her way to

like that’s Miss Wilson,” Phillip said at a red light, spotting

suggested, momentarily setting aside

Her attire clung to her form, revealing her silhouette in the downpour. Water dripped from her chestnut-colored hair, obscuring her face as she hung

felt a hint

to Dreamview Villas on her phone, was suddenly covered

her from both