Love on the Fast Track

Chapter 30:

“Sean, who’s that upstairs? Phillip, do you know her? I’m dying of curiosity over here.”

Norah caught this as she was halfway down the stairs. She briefly paused, then continued her descent. Her footsteps echoed clearly in the quiet.

The young girl below caught the sound and looked up expectantly.

Norah, in white loungewear, glanced at the young girl, and their eyes met. Despite her slight pallor, Norah’s beauty remained undiminished. Her long hair cascaded down her back, and even in casual attire, her presence was striking. She strolled into the living room with ease.

“Hi, I’m Susanna. What’s your name?” Susanna asked, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. She wore a pink and white outfit that enhanced her youthful charm.

Norah responded with a friendly smile. “Pleasure to meet you. I’m Norah, Norah Wilson. My brother talks about you quite often.”

Susanna mused aloud, her brow furrowing as she tapped her chin. “Hmm, take some water, and remember to take your medicine after meals.”

Sean interjected, placing a glass of warm water on the table for Norah.

Grateful for the refreshment, Norah thanked him and took a satisfying drink. She finally felt better.

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After setting the glass down for Norah, Sean pivoted and exited the living room.

“That’s it! You’re the Selene whose mask was taken off at the Krusa Mountain Racing recently, right?” Susanna exclaimed, her realization sparking excitement.

Norah assumed Susanna’s mention of Sean bringing up her name frequently probably happened after that race. She supposed Sean was still shocked to discover she was both Selene and Supernatural Doctor.

“Wow, you’re incredible, Norah! A female racer! I have videos of your races in my room! I can’t believe I’m actually meeting you!” With a cheerful smile, Susanna noticed Norah seated on the couch and drew nearer. “Norah, do you feel any better now?”

“Much better, thank you.” Although still weak and dizzy, Norah didn’t think it was anything serious. She planned to pick up some medicine later on.

Susanna let out a sigh of relief upon hearing this. “I was quite startled to see you coming in. He mentioned you needed to rest because you caught a cold and told me not to bother.”

“He brought me here in his arms?” Norah asked, surprised.

“Yes, he did.” Susanna gazed at Norah and added, “This is the first time I’ve seen my brother so caring toward a woman. But once I heard it was you, it all made sense.” Leaning in, Susanna whispered to Norah, “Gary is actually Nocturne.”

Then, sitting back with a hint of pride, Susanna said, “He must really admire your skills on the racetrack. How did you two meet? Did you know he’s Nocturne?”

Perched on a chair across the room from the sofa, Phillip caught Susanna’s words. He knew the answer—Norah had long known about that.

With a hint of intrigue, Norah decided to play along and responded, “Is that so? He’s quite remarkable.”

Beaming like a proud sibling, Susanna pointed toward the kitchen and said, “And he’s an excellent cook.” She couldn’t hide her smug expression. “He rarely cooks, so you’re quite fortunate to experience his cooking on your first visit.”

Norah was grateful for the opportunity to sample Sean’s cooking, surprised to learn that someone of his stature was skilled in the kitchen.

“Susanna,” Sean emerged with the final dish, setting it on the table before announcing, “Dinner’s served.” Looking at Norah from head to toe, Susanna strolled over and whispered to Sean, “Norah looks stunning.”

Catching Norah’s eye, Sean momentarily lost his composure before gently nudging Susanna toward the table, urging, “Just focus on dinner.”

With a playful grin, Susanna guided Norah to the dining table and chose a seat beside her. “Norah, you’ve got to try my brother’s cooking,” she encouraged.

Susanna placed Norah’s plate with food in front of her. “Not everyone gets to savor his cooking,” she said proudly. Norah took a bite, gave the food a moment’s consideration, and was immediately impressed. “Delicious.”

Susanna laughed and added, “It seems like you hold a special place for him.”

Caught off guard, Norah suddenly coughed on her food. “Ahem—”

As Susanna patted Norah’s back, she looked at Sean, then back at Norah, bewildered. “Norah, are you alright? Sean, did I say something wrong?”

Susanna felt like she had just said what was on her mind. Sean calmly poured a glass of water and set it down before Norah, simply stating, “No.”

Norah coughed, feeling a pain in her throat. She gratefully accepted the water, avoiding Sean’s gaze.

What did he mean? Did it mean something? She was at a loss for words.

Susanna’s eyes sparkled with mischief as she playfully prodded, “So, Norah’s special to you, Sean? Mind sharing why?”

With the conversation veering off course, Norah interjected, “That’s not how it is…” She felt there was absolutely nothing going on between her and Sean.

“Susanna,” Sean’s voice cut through, this time with a stern edge.

“I get it, Sean. I’ll keep quiet,” Susanna flashed a sweet smile at Sean and Norah, melting away any hint of anger they might have felt toward her.

Changing the subject, Norah took another bite and asked, “Mr. Scott, how did I end up here?”

Recalling Susanna’s mention of Sean carrying her back, Norah felt embarrassed. After those words escaped her lips, she realized it might not have been the best thread of conversation to pursue.

Sean’s gaze lingered on Norah briefly. “After the meeting, I found you unconscious on the sofa. It didn’t feel right to leave you alone in the office, so I brought you home.”

Norah was surprised. “So, I’m at your home? Here, in Dreamview Villas?”

“Yes, aren’t you familiar with this place?” Susanna affirmed.noveldrama

Sean said indifferently, “Miss Wilson, we’re neighbors.”

Her eyes widened in surprise. “What? I heard there are only five residences in this area. What a small world!”

Norah wasn’t sure how many families resided in this area, but she was surprised by the revelation.

She smiled at Sean and admitted, “I must have caught a cold in the rain earlier. I didn’t realize it. Thank you, Mr. Scott.”

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