Chapter 126:

Like It’s Norah

Derek’s sprawling villa was quiet.

“Madeline, how many times do I have to tell you? Don’t toss your clothes around like confetti.” Derek sighed as he wrapped up his tasks. He pushed open the bedroom door and was greeted by a bed drowning in a sea of clothes.

Madeline, wearing a delicate white nightdress, lounged on the bed, idly kicking her feet up and scrolling through her phone.

At the sound of Derek’s disapproving tone, she turned her head with a frown. “Derek, I got back late today and didn’t have the energy to tidy up. The servants will handle them when they come tomorrow.”

Setting her phone aside, Madeline turned around, revealing a generous amount of cleavage. “You know you dismissed all the household staff, right? They’ll be here tomorrow, but for now, we’re snug as bugs in a rug. So why worry about these clothes?”

Getting off the bed, she sauntered over to Derek, hooked her arms around his neck, and planted a kiss, her breath warm against his skin. “Derek, am I right?”

Derek wrapped his arms around her shoulders, returning the kiss. He didn’t say anything but thought of Norah.

He never cared much for having servants. They always seemed to be around when he wasn’t there. After Norah, she had taken charge of everything at home.

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Laundry, cleaning, cooking…

leaving him with a well-kept

bedroom resembled the aftermath of a tornado, with

when the servants came could it be cleaned, but it never lasted long before returning to its chaotic

Derek felt a surge of heat coursing through him. Like a wild

Suppressing his desire for a moment, he sat on the bed, turning the bag over and over, growing

beside Derek, her fingers deftly undoing his belt. Her

bought this? Whose money did you

raised her head, gazing at Derek

besides yours, Derek? I thought you’d…

clenched fist. “At the last auction, didn’t you promise to make it up to me? I browsed for a while and settled

for a moment. “Madeline, you know after the divorce, most of the Carter family’s fortune went to Norah, right? The family’s finances

up with tears. “I didn’t think

she said, wiping away her tears. “You pick out a bag worth 600,000, thinking you wouldn’t

promise me you’ll be more mindful next time. You know our financial situation isn’t rosy. Please wait until things stabilize and the company’s back on

smiling through her tears, nodded.

teary eyes still carrying a hint of allure. Her delicate tongue peeked out as

crossed Derek’s mind. What if the person in his arms were Norah instead? What kind of spectacle would that be? What would Norah say? How would she respond? Would she shoot him a

and Derek wondered whether it was an attempt to grab his attention, persuade him to alter his course, and reclaim those assets. Yet, his heart belonged to

involuntarily, images of the self-assured Norah on the racetrack, the composed Norah in the hospital, and the

of ecstasy, his mind was flooded with images of Norah. Even if he wouldn’t admit it, a part of

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