Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 200:

“I may need to extend my stay by another half month. A friend of mine is injured, and I feel I must stay here to take care of her,” Norah replied.

Alice, an orphan trained by a secretive organization to become a formidable operative, had suffered her injuries in an attack. The thought of leaving Alice to fend for herself in such a condition was unthinkable to Norah.

“Alright, I miss you dearly. Make sure to fill me in with all the details once you’re free. I’m eagerly waiting to hear everything!” Joanna responded, already aware of the new relationship and now eager for the juicy details. After all, firsthand accounts always carried a special authenticity.

“Got it,” Norah concluded the conversation and maneuvered the sleek, deep blue sports car into the hospital’s underground parking, making her way to Alice’s ward.

Thanks to Norah’s financial resources, Alice had been placed in the hospital’s finest VIP single room, located on a floor dedicated to such exclusive care, surrounded by silence. As Norah neared Alice’s ward, she was met with the shrill sound of a woman’s voice.

Peeking in, she saw the caregiver she had hired aggressively cleaning Alice’s face with a washcloth. “You’re such a sorry sight, all alone with no one to care for you! Not a single visitor all morning. How pathetic!”

conscious, her face pale and her golden hair sprawled across the pillow, weakly attempted to resist with her uninjured hand, but to no

a kick, not stopping at just one but

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and had not hesitated to pay a premium for what she believed would be superior care for Alice. Yet, Norah was confronted with this

erupted into curses. “What right do you have to attack me? Aren’t I the one supposed to be nursing her? She wasn’t cooperating, so I had to apply a bit more pressure. I’m calling the police to

reach for her phone. With a swift movement, Norah’s foot

police—let’s see who they’ll carry off, you or me?”

“I was merely tending to her, wiping

off sharply. “What I’ve witnessed firsthand won’t be dismissed by your feeble excuses. You can save your

leaning over with genuine

through the discomfort. “Being in this vulnerable state and at the mercy