Chapter: 57

After waiting ten minutes without a reply, Norah felt compelled to send more texts, nudging him for a response.

"Mr. Carter, have you considered the gossip about Madeline being a home wrecker? We should settle the formalities soon. It's beneficial for everyone. What's the delay?"

"You were the one keen on divorcing. Now, why the silence? Both our time is valuable. I can't afford to wait endlessly. When will we proceed?"

"Is it possible to get a clear response from you? Mr. Carter, the world won't stop if you take an hour off. Can't you make time for this?"

Without any response to her messages, Norah sat on the sofa, pondering whether she should head to the Carter Group and confront him face-to-face.

Since the race, Derek hadn't reached out about finalizing the divorce, which irked her.

After a while, her phone finally signaled the arrival of replies.

Derek replied, “Okay. When?"

Norah arched an eyebrow as she typed her response, saying, “Meet me tomorrow at 2 p.m. in the court. Please, don't be late." At least he had agreed to meet.

Closing Derek's phone, Madeline's face still held traces of bitterness. When she heard noises from the bathroom, she quickly tucked Derek's phone out of sight.

Derek emerged from the bathroom, draped in a towel, and asked, “Madeline, have you seen my phone? I left it on the table before my shower, but now it's missing."

His tone was marked by impatience, a hint of annoyance in his voice.

Madeline feigned nonchalance and offered, “Maybe you forgot where you put it? Check again. Let me check the bedroom for you."

“Alright,” Derek agreed, seemingly convinced by Madeline's suggestion that he might have misplaced it. He then left the room.

With her heart pounding, Madeline watched Derek Leave. She quickly retrieved Derek's phone, erasing the recent exchange with Norah while preserving only those from days ago.

Madeline exhaled deeply, her gaze hardening as it landed on Norah Wilson's contact name. "Just a bitch who knows a few tricks. Trying to get close to Derek under my watch? Not a chance."

In Madeline's mind, Derek was hers and hers alone. She couldn't tolerate Norah's presence.

Norah waited in the court for Derek from 1:50 to 2:30 in the afternoon, yet Derek hadn't shown up yet. Glancing impatiently at the entrance, Derek was still nowhere to be seen.

Norah was overwhelmed with frustration, feeling like she couldn't breathe.

After a moment of thought, she decided to call Derek. "Sorry, the number you have dialed is currently switched off..."

Norah scoffed, realizing he had blocked her number.

She flooded Derek with numerous messages.

“Mr. Carter, playing games now, are you? You promised you'd be here, didn't you?"

“Where could you possibly be?"