Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 201:

“I’ll make sure she learns her lesson,” Norah reassured Alice, approaching the groaning caregiver on the floor, her aura as cold as ice.

“Don’t come any closer, please…” the caregiver pleaded, fear evident in her voice. Despite Norah’s graceful appearance, her actions had proven her strength, leaving the caregiver struggling to rise to her feet.

“You came highly recommended, didn’t you? So why resort to mistreating your patient on your very first day?” Norah questioned, her tone icy.

“I-I…” The caregiver, overwhelmed by fear, could barely form a coherent response. Her attempts at self-defense faltered into a mumble.

Norah remembered selecting this caregiver for her apparent professionalism. However, the caregiver’s actions betrayed a petty jealousy. Envious of Norah’s beauty and wealth, which afforded such care, the caregiver had acted out of spite.

Upon arriving to tend to Alice this morning, the caregiver’s envy clouded her judgment. Alice, in the hospital’s finest single room, was under the care of what was supposed to be the most skilled caregiver. Yet, when the caregiver began to clean Alice’s face, her eyes were clouded with bewilderment.

to become more spiteful. The caregiver grew harsher with her movements, accompanying her roughness with derisive comments, indifferent

was the solitude of the ward throughout the morning, Norah’s sudden appearance, and the consequences of her own actions and

the collar, Norah hoisted her up, forcing their gazes to meet directly. “Was it this hand you used to harm

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drawing a sharp cry of pain from the

break four of her fingers. With a nonchalant gesture, Norah let

contrast between Norah’s appearance

She dragged herself away, leaving her phone behind as she exited

closed the door and returned to Alice’s side. “Alice, did that make you feel a little better?” she asked, gently tucking Alice’s hair behind her ear,

appreciate your efforts to care for me,” Alice reassured Norah, managing a full sentence before a

stranger to injury, but now, absent the pressures of active duty, she could afford to heal at her

subject of the previous day’s incident. “Alice, what happened at the café? It’s unlike you to be injured

was anything but humorous. “A moment of foolishness on my part. I