Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 126

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…

all, leaving

bedroom resembled the aftermath of a

cleaned, but it never

of heat coursing through him. Like a wild animal, he tossed Madeline onto the bed,

he touched something and examined it closely. “This bag, if I recall correctly, set us back 600?” Suppressing his desire for a moment, he sat on the bed, turning the bag over and over, growing more certain with

lying beside Derek, her fingers deftly undoing his belt. Her

this? Whose money did

head, gazing at

yours, Derek? I

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

know after the divorce, most of the Carter family’s fortune went to Norah, right? The family’s finances are tight now, and the company needs a significant

“I

away her tears. “You pick out a bag worth 600,000, thinking you wouldn’t bat an eye,

promise me you’ll be more mindful next

smiling through her tears, nodded.

clung to him, her teary eyes still carrying a hint of allure.

mind. What if the person in his arms were Norah instead? What kind of spectacle would

a considerable fortune from him, and Derek wondered whether it was an attempt to grab his attention, persuade him to

Almost involuntarily, images of the self-assured Norah on the racetrack, the composed Norah in the hospital, and the radiant Norah at the auction

if he wouldn’t admit it, a part of

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