Chapter: 506

You might have to wait another half hour."

Sean, seated before an exquisite meal, replied, “No problem. Just make sure you're safe on your way back."

After ending the call, Sean instructed Phillip, "Take the dishes away for now. We'll have them later."

Fishing out a cigarette, Sean lit it with a flickering flame from his carved lighter, taking a long drag before exhaling a smoke ring.

The smoke veiled his refined features, casting a shadow over his delicate eyebrows and eyes.

Norah was preoccupied, and he realized he shouldn't pry into her private affairs. Despite his curiosity about her whereabouts and activities, he knew he had to restrain himself.

Two people who cared for each other would gradually learn to accept the other and be willing to adapt for each other's sake.

In the past, Sean would have instructed Phillip to investigate what his partner was up to and who she was spending time with.

The scent of cigarette smoke lingered around Sean's nose and mouth as he squinted, his gaze dimmed. He knew Norah harbored numerous secrets before they got together.

On her way back, Norah pondered Sean's numerous missed calls. She realized he must have been anxious because he couldn't reach her.

Contemplating this, she felt an urgent longing to be by his side at that very moment.

Norah swiftly got out of the car at the entrance of the hotel and went straight to the elevator that led upstairs. After getting out of the elevator, she couldn't help but trot up.

When she saw the man sitting on the sofa who was casually smoking, she suddenly let out a deep sigh, feeling very much relieved.

Just seeing Sean made Norah excited, and it was as if all her stress faded away. "Hi, darling. I'm back."

Sean was the only one in the living room, surrounded by the strong smell of cigarettes.

Nonetheless, Norah didn't perceive the scent as pungent. Instead, she was only focused on Sean who looked more striking among the smoke.

Sean then put out the half-empty cigarette on the ash tray and slowly looked up to Norah. "Oh, here you are."

His voice sounded deep and hoarse, primarily because he had been smoking. With quick but silent steps, Norah walked toward him.

He stood up and reached out in an attempt to grab her hand, but her momentum made her bump into his arms before hugging him tightly.

"Were you worried about me?" Norah asked in a tender voice.

Norah had long forgotten how it actually felt like to be cared about.

For the past two years, as she lived in the Carters' residence, she had broken down and lost herself. It was not until the divorce happened that she began to experience friendship and love again.

Since her first marriage was a failure, Norah didn't know what a good partner was like. But after getting along with Sean these days, she couldn't deny that her heart was full and happy.

Sean cared about her, protected her, worried about her, and even spent a lot for her without asking for anything in return. More importantly, he respected and tried to understand her. Needless to say, he was qualified to be a boyfriend and a partner.