Chapter: 430

Madeline hadn't yet formed a strong attachment to the unborn child in her belly.

Meanwhile, in Otland, Norah awoke in a vast bed, the remnants of the previous night's tenderness still painting her cheeks a soft hue of red.

Sean's assurance echoed in her mind, “Norah, you can learn to trust me. Whatever challenges arise, confide in me."

Norah sensed the sincerity in his words.

Ever since she and Sean were an item, she often found herself comparing Sean with Derek, with Sean always outshining Derek. Upon reflecting, she realized her heart had raced only for two men. While she held admiration and respect for Kason, her feelings for him were unrelated to romance.

Energized, Norah leapt from the bed.

Sean had reserved the entire top floor of the hotel for an unspecified duration, specifically for her.

Recalling the previous night, in the soft glow of her room, Sean had whispered against her neck after a kiss, his voice laced with vulnerability, "Norah, may I stay?"

Norah's laughter echoed by the bedside. Despite their closeness in the past, she hesitated to share a bed with anyone until she felt truly ready, even if that he was her boyfriend.

The thought of Sean's forlorn look of disappointment brought a smile to her face. At times, she found Sean endearingly adorable.

After freshening up and getting dressed, Norah heard a knock. She opened the door to see Sean, looking dapper and well-put-together.

Sean had made an effort with his appearance. His hair was impeccably styled. He wore a dark grey suit paired with a black tie, his wrists adorned with silver diamond cufflinks, radiating a sophisticated charm. “Honey, are you all set?"

Norah was standing there in a champagne silk nightgown that draped down to her calves, hugging her figure perfectly.

Aware of the impression she made, Norah turned slightly as she greeted him, granting Sean a stunning view of her silhouette. “Give me a moment to slip into something else."

Living in the hotel made wardrobe decisions effortless for Norah, thanks to Sean filling her closet with an array of luxurious summer outfits.

With that, she gently closed the door. Left to wait, Sean touched his nose and took a seat in the living room, a hint of resignation in his posture.

Phillip introduced a woman in her thirties to the room. "Mr. Scott, I've found the perfect caregiver. I'm confident she'll take excellent care of Miss Wilson's friend."

The woman, exuding a sense of diligence and warmth, smiled at Sean despite the language barrier. Following Phillip's introduction, she offered Sean a respectful bow.

"Very well. Have you checked in with the two members of the Sacredice who were with Norah yesterday? What's their take?" Sean asked.

“Mr. Scott, their account aligns with Miss Wilson's. They confirmed that the assailants were after Miss Wilson and her friend. But Miss Wilson managed to draw them into an abandoned building and dealt with them on the spot," Phillip replied.

Phillip and K were astounded by this revelation when they heard it the previous night.

The thought of Norah handling such a dangerous situation with such decisiveness was beyond Phillip's expectations.

Chuckling, Sean said, "The main thing is Norah's safety. Have Sacredice continue their covert protection. They should only intervene if absolutely necessary."

He was ready to support Norah's hands-on approach, prepared to help with the aftermath and be the support she needed. His initial concern was that Norah might be shaken by the violence, but it turned out she was remarkably skilled in managing such threats.