Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 49:

Inside Jamison’s office, Norah stood confidently, hands tucked into her pockets, exuding a sense of ease. “What

can | do for you?”

Seated comfortably, Jamison took a leisurely sip of his coffee before speaking. “Dr. Wilson, it’s cto my

attention that there are rumors about you spreading through the hospital. | stress that this place is not the

setting for romantic entanglements.”

“Those rumors aren't true,” Norah replied firmly.

Jamison paused, his eyes lowered. “Rumors or not, | trust you'll keep your personal life separate from your

professional responsibilities, Dr. Wilson.”

Norah’s demeanor chilled slightly. “Got it. Thank you for the reminder. Anything else on your mind?”

Jamison shook his head. “We've covered the main issue. Now, regarding Dr. and any romantic endeavors,

proceed with caution. Sweet nothings can easily sway young hearts.”

As head of the cardiac surgery department, he added, “I'd hate to see your work suffer due to distractions.”

Norah acknowledged the advice with gratitude. “Understood.”

Jamison nodded approvingly. “I've looked over your recent case studies. Impressive work, showing deep insight.

Continue this excellent performance.”

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“Thank you.”

“That's all for now. Make sure to rest well after today’s procedure.” Jamison waved his hand casually, gesturing

for Norah to depart.

Stepping out, Norah reflected on Jamison’s complex nature. He was sharp yet supportive. His concern was

genuine, even if his words could stir her.

“Derek, how did the talk with your grandmother go?” Madeline's voice was sweet as she lay against Derek's

chest. She wore a delicate white lace dress, her natural beauty accentuated by the absence of makeup. Her

finger playfully traced his skin, sparking a subtle shiver.

As she broached the topic of family dynamics, Derek's expression grew serious. Calmly, he shared, “Grandma

insists | finalize things with Norah to ease her way forward. If | don’t, she’s prepared to intervene.”

Madeline's smile faded. “Why does your grandma always side with her? It feels like Norah holds a higher place in

her heart than you. Maybe your grandma’s bewitched. | should ask for Norah's secret. Perhaps I'll gain some

favor.”

The Carter family’s coolness toward Madeline was no secret. Derek's last attempt to bring Madeline home

resulted in a strong outburst from Juliana, prompting him to avoid doing so to protect her health.

Derek's irritation was palpable. “What has Norah done, you ask? Isn't it obvious? She was there forduring

my darkest times.”

This reminder silenced Madeline. Considering she was responsible for Derek’s condition, turning him into a

vegetable, though Derek hadn't accused her yet, there lingered the chance he might mention it someday.

Madeline's voice was soft as she said, “The decision is yours, Derek. I've heard that Norah's now at Silver

Boulder Private Hospital. Rumor has it she’s doing well there, even has a boyfriend, and her career is thriving.”

Preoccupied with his work, Derek hadn't kept up with Norah's recent activities. He asked, puzzled, “Silver

Boulder Private Hospital? That's one of the top facilities in Glophia. What's Norah's role there? Is she a cleaner?”

Madeline laughed lightly and said, “Norah is part of the Cardiac Surgery Department. However, it seems she’s

not too popular with the patients. Hardly anyone schedules appointments with her. Perhaps her romantic life

keeps her too occupied.”

Derek’s response was frosty. “Norah’s competence in medicine? | knew her abilities in the kitchen and on the

racing track, but medicine? It sounds like someone handed her an easy job there to pass the time.”

He grew more disdainful, saying, “She concealed her true self from us. I didn’t notice a thing.”

Madeline proposed, “Why not proceed with the divorce process, Derek? It might smooth things over with your

grandma, but make sure Norah leaves with nothing from the promise you made. | doubt Norah cares about those

things you offered, and even if you give her those, she might still upset you for not giving enough.”

After a moment of thought, Derek consented. “Alright.” He resolved to grant Norah her wish for a divorce without

delay.

Norah stood waiting at the hospital's entrance for Aikin, prepared to engage him in a “friendly” chat. People

walking past couldn't resist stealing glances of admiration at Norah standing by the roadside.

Even without makeup, she could catch people's eye just by being there.

In the back seat, Sean spotted Norah. Dressed in a simple outfit, her gaze downcast and her face expressionless,

she waited with crossed arms, a picture of restlessness. Sean contemplated approaching when a tall, lean figure

exited the hospital. Norah walked up to him, initiating a conversation.

Seeing Sean’s somber reflection, Phillip asked, “Mr. Scott, Miss Wilson is right there. Should we head over?”

“Let's follow them,” Sean instructed, his demeanor chilly as he tightened his grip slightly.

Aikin, taken aback by Norah's presence, said, “Dr. Wilson, you were waiting for me? | didn’t think you'd go out of

your way for me.”

Norah looked up, coolly stating, “Stop pretending. You've been spreading rumors, expectingto seek you

out.”

Aikin, bewildered, responded, “Dr. Wilson, I'm not sure what you mean. I'm truly lost here.”

“Keep up the act. Why don’t you!” Norah couldn’t help but tease. “You've got quite the talent. Ever considered

skipping medicine for a career in showbiz? You'd probably make more money than as a doctor.”

Aikin faced her, innocence written all over his face, and said, “Dr. Wilson, is there a chance you've got the wrong

idea about me? I'm clueless about what you're implying. Medicine is my passion. I'd appreciate it if you didn’t

demean my aspirations, even if you're someone | admire.”

“I can’t let that slide.”

Norah frowned, thinking he genuinely didn’t care about the rumor or that his act was flawless.

Norah didn’t beat around the bush and said, “Dr. Rivera, let's get one thing straight from our conversation earlier

today. We can exchange insights on medicine, but that’s where the line is drawn. Whether you're feigning

ignorance or not, why spread rumors claiming I'm your girlfriend?”

She chuckled and continued, “Do you think I'm too laid-back to confront it? Assuming I'd let it slide? But you're

mistaken, Dr. Rivera. I'm not one to keep my cool easily. You might not like the outcif we don’t clear this up

promptly.”

The standoff took place beneath the trees at the hospital's entryway, the air charged with an unmistakable

tension.