Chapter: 1022

Norah's day passed without incident, much to her surprise.

She had anticipated an assassination attempt, wondering if the killer was biding their time for the night.

Concern for Gemma's safety weighed heavily on Norah's mind. She couldn't bear the thought of her friend getting caught in the crossfire.

After careful consideration, Norah made the decision to return to the safety of the hotel suite.

Not only was it a secure location, but Sean's bodyguards were stationed there, adding an extra layer of protection.

However, her primary motivation was to meet Sean. Their silent standoff had persisted for two days, and Norah was eager to gauge his demeanor.

Upon entering the suite with her hotel card, Norah was greeted by an empty space. Even the clothes were neatly arranged, leaving her with a cold feeling as she emerged from the master bedroom.

Did Sean leave already? Norah's heart sank as she realized Sean had left without a word. No message, no explanation.

Clutching her phone tightly, she made her way to the front desk, desperate for any information about him.

The receptionist nodded, understanding Norah's concern. “Are you referring to the male guest in the presidential suite on the top floor? His assistant mentioned he'd be leaving this morning, even though the room is booked until the end of next month."

After confirming the details on the computer, the receptionist rose from her seat, maintaining a friendly smile. Observing the disappointment etched on Norah's face, she paused for a moment before deciding to offer some additional insight.

“His assistant seemed quite jittery. It seemed like they had to leave due to an emergency."

Norah's gaze fell, her gratitude expressed in a subdued tone as she turned back toward the upper floors.

With Sean having rented the room until the month's end, Norah resigned herself to remaining there, whether or not he returned.

After taking a shower, she reclined on the bed, staring at Sean's social media profile photo. After much contemplation, she made the decision to block him on all platforms.

Sean's sudden departure without a word left her feeling insignificant.

Perhaps it was time to use this separation as an opportunity to regain her composure. She acknowledged that her feelings for him had consumed her too intensely.

In Glophia.

Sean stood in the hallway of the ICU, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at Susanna lying motionless on the hospital bed. Her face was pale, almost lifeless.

Gil stood beside him, breaking the heavy silence. "We found it in time, Sean. She's going to be alright," he assured, glancing uneasily at the family gathered behind Sean, concern written all over their grim faces.

"It's a critical time for Susanna's treatment," Gil continued.

"Incidents like this can delay her progress and jeopardize the operation's success."

Sean's eyes darkened with the weight of the words. “I understand," he replied, voice tight.

Gil placed a hand on Sean's shoulder. "You need to focus on both her treatment and her mental health. We were lucky this time, but we can't risk it happening again."