NovelEnglishChapter 305:
The Passport Is Ready
Norah dragged herself back to the hotel, utterly drained. The day had stretched on endlessly, and with no time
for dinner, her stomach rumbled with hunger.
As she pushed open the door and spotted the man seated on the sofa, a wave of warmth washed over her. It was
a feeling she had grown to cherish—coming hto someone waiting for her.
At that moment, Norah realized the significance of having someone eagerly anticipate her return, and it filled her
with an unexpected sense of contentment. Waiting was a notion often taken for granted by people, and it now
held newfound meaning for Norah.
“Darling, I'm home!” Norah exclaimed, unable to contain her joy as she rushed into Sean's arms, finding solace
in his embrace. The security he provided enveloped her like a warm blanket, prompting a blissful smile to grace
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“Will you always be here for me?” she murmured, her hands clutching tightly to his back as if to soak every inch
of him in.
Sean gently patted her back, his voice soothing. “The dinner has been reheated a few times. Go and eat first.”
Norah had informed Sean of her delayed return, urging him to eat without her. As Norah suspected, Sean had
already finished his meal and patiently awaited her arrival.
Though waiting was seldom pleasant, the sight of Norah's arrival erased any lingering discomfort, leaving only
warmth and affection in its wake.
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“Alright,” Norah held him close before heading to the dining table, eager to share the events of her day.
“Everyone at the research institute knows I’m the Supernatural Doctor. It must have been the director who
spilled the beans to Sheri.”
Preferring to keep a low profile, Norah dreaded the idea of her alter ego becoming common knowledge, fearing it
could disrupt both her personal and professional life.
“Sheri revealed that I'm the Supernatural Doctor in front of everyone, hoping to embarrass me, but her efforts
were in vain. She just couldn't acceptbeing the celebrated figure and wanted to make things difficult for
me.”
Sean, seasoned in the ways of the world, easily discerned Sheri’s ill intentions. “Her apology seemed superficial,
exploiting the researcher's injury to cause you trouble. But when you succeeded in healing the researcher, her
schfell through. Still, there's a chance she'll try again when you return to the institute tomorrow.”
Norah nodded, having thought about the possible development just like Sean had suggested. “It doesn’t matter.
I'm not tied to the institute. She can try all she wants.”
Norah's gaze fell, her voice tinged with resignation. “I'll just treat her like a clown entertaining me.”
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Norah found joy in watching clowns perform. To her, it offered a spectacle without any personal investment.
Knowing Norah's independent nature, Sean simply nodded, understanding she shared these thoughts merely for
camaraderie.
“Didn’t you mention helping Alice with her passport today? | had Phillip handle it. Here are the processed visa
and passport.” Sean gestured toward the document bag on the table, his tone nonchalant.
Normally, obtaining a passport would take at least a month. Alice lacked connections in Otland, so receiving one
in half a day could mean only one thing. Sean had connections!
Setting down her cutlery, Norah's curious gaze settled on Sean. Dressed sharply in a light gray suit, his features
chiseled and refined, Sean exuded an aura of sophistication.
“I had intended to personally handle Alice's passport. Your efficiency surprises me, darling!” Norah praised.
Having mentioned it just that morning, Alice’s passport was ready by evening. Originally planning to expedite
the passport process herself, Norah hadn't anticipated such swift results.
Norah's eyes sparkled with curiosity. “I don’t believe I've ever asked. What does your company do in Otland,
darling? Care to enlighten me?”
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