Alle Kapitel von His Heir My Lost Son : Kapitel 41 – Kapitel 50

Nora stood in the middle of the empty space with her hands on her waist, looking around as if she could already see it finished.The walls were still plain. The floor needed work. There were boxes stacked in one corner and an old desk left behind by the previous tenant.But Nora could see beyond all of that. She could see a reception area near the entrance. A small meeting table by the window. Samples of fabrics, colour palettes and sketches arranged neatly along the walls.Her own name on the door. Her own studio. For the first time, it didn't feel like something she was only dreaming about.It felt possible. "You're smiling." Nora turned. Adrian stood at the entrance, one hand in the pocket of his trousers.She frowned slightly. "How long have you been standing there?" "Long enough."She shook her head. "You have a habit of appearing without warning." "I knocked." "You knocked once.""You were busy ignoring me." Nora laughed softly. "I wasn't ignoring you. I was thinking." Adrian wa

Nora stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the sleeves of her blazer. She looked at herself one last time before picking up her bag. Today was supposed to be simple. Sign the lease,inspect the studio,make a list of everything that needed to be done. Nothing complicated. Nothing emotional. Definitely nothing involving Adrian Sterling. Her phone rang. She glanced at the screen. Adrian. She answered. "Hello?" "Are you on your way?" Nora frowned. "On my way where?" There was a brief silence. "The studio." She smiled. "Yes." "Good." "Why?" "I'll meet you there." Nora paused. "You don't have to." "I know." "Then why are you coming?" "I want to see the place." "You've already seen it." "Not after you decided to take it." Nora shook her head even though he couldn't see her. "Adrian, I can handle signing a lease." "I know." "Then—" "I didn't say I was coming to sign it for you." She stopped. "Then what are you coming for?" Another pause. "Coffee." Nora laughed. "Coffee?" "Yes." "You

The laughter slowly settled. Mia reached for another cupcake while Nora leaned back in her chair, still smiling.For a few minutes, neither of them said anything. It felt good. Normal. Like the two of them had gone back to being the girls who could sit together for hours and forget about everything else.Then Nora suddenly frowned. "Wait." Mia looked at her. "What?" "Your mum."Mia's expression softened. Nora sat up. "We've been here celebrating my studio and I completely forgot to ask about her."Mia smiled. "You were excited." "I know, but still." Nora looked toward the hospital door."How is she?" Mia put the cupcake down. "She's okay." "Okay?" "She's stable."Nora sighed with relief. "Thank God." Mia nodded. "They transferred her to another ward this morning."Nora looked surprised. "Transferred?" "Yeah." "Why didn't you tell me?" "You were busy." "Mia." "I'm serious." She picked up her bag from beside the chair."They moved her because she's responding better to the treatment. Sh

The rain started just before six. By the time Nora left the studio, the streets were already shining beneath the city lights.She stood beneath the awning, watching cars move slowly through the traffic.Her phone was at three percent. Her umbrella was at home.And she was beginning to regret telling the contractor she could stay until everything was sorted."Perfect." She sighed. "Absolutely perfect." "Talking to yourself?"Nora turned. Adrian stood a few feet away, holding an umbrella.She stared at him. "What are you doing here?" "I was nearby." She looked at the empty street behind him."Nearby?" "Yes." "You work on the other side of London." He smiled. "You're becoming very difficult to impress.""I was never trying to impress you." "Good." He stepped closer and held the umbrella over both of them."Come on." "Where?" "I'll drive you home." "I can get a taxi." "It's raining." "I noticed." "And your phone is almost dead."Nora looked at him suspiciously. "How do you know that?" "Yo

The presentation room was unusually quiet. Nora stood at the front, staring at the final design boards displayed across the screen.She had spent weeks on this project. Late nights,Endless revisions,Arguments over colours,Changes to the floor plan.And several cups of coffee she had promised herself she wouldn't drink.Now it was finally finished. Almost.Vincent walked into the room carrying two cups of coffee."You look nervous." Nora turned. "I'm not nervous." He handed her one. "You've been staring at that screen for five minutes.""I'm checking for mistakes." "At this point, you're looking for mistakes that don't exist."She smiled. "Maybe." Vincent sat down. "Client arrives in ten."Nora nodded. She looked at the presentation again. "I can't believe we're actually here.""You should." "Why?" "Because you did most of the work."Nora laughed. "We did the work." "Fine." He leaned back. "But you carried this project."Nora smiled. "Thank you." Vincent studied her for a moment. "You k