Fated to Love You Again (Shawn and Norah)

Chapter 289 Can You Do Me a Favor?

"Mom, why don't you understand? It was just an accident."

"Besides, she has someone she likes, and I am not the type she likes."

The woman finally understood a little and blinked her long eyelashes.

But soon, she spoke again, "Even so, you still have a fair chance to compete, and she just has someone she likes. They haven't been together yet. Before there's no opportunity, son, you still have a chance." On the side, Norah felt uneasy and restless.

She had already touched her nose several times in a row.

Her heart was full of helplessness.

"Mom, why are you so stubborn and not willing to follow my words? I just don't understand. Why do you insist on me being with her?"

"There's no reason. I just like her and want you to marry her."

"Mom, she's a person, not a product. Just because you like her doesn't mean she's yours."

"I didn't say that. So I want you to work hard, strive, and win Norah's heart so that she can marry you willingly."

After the quarrel, the one who compromised was James.

"Alright, I understand what you mean. I'll work hard and strive, okay?"

James looked at his watch and said, "It's time for you to go to the beauty salon, right? I'll have the driver take you there."

As soon as she heard "beauty salon," the woman immediately picked up her bag and didn't delay any longer.

Before leaving, she said to Norah, "Norah, I am straightforward. I hope you don't mind what I just said. If you have time, I will take you to the beauty salon, and let's chat." She also said to James, "Son, try your best. I believe in you!"

Then, the woman left satisfactorily.

The office instantly became quiet.

In the next few minutes, neither Norah nor James spoke, and both of them remained silent.

Norah took several sips of water from her cup and finally finished the entire cup of tea sip by sip.

After finishing the last sip, Norah put down the cup. "Dean Broser, since there's nothing else, I'll go downstairs and work."

"Wait."

James quickly stopped her.

Norah had to stop again.

James rubbed his forehead, feeling a headache as he spoke, "You heard what my mom said just now. She really likes you and even considers you as the one she wants me to marry." "Yeah, I heard that."

"What do you think about it?"

Norah was speechless.

Was he kidding? What could she possibly think?

Just because his mom liked her didn't mean she had to marry him for real, right?

She had dedicated herself to this hospital, and she wouldn't sacrifice herself for a job. It would be too much of a loss.

"Dean Broser, your mom might just say that on a whim. If she meets someone more compatible and outstanding, she will forget about me."

"That's not possible." James denied it directly. "For so many years, she has only met one girl that she finds compatible and likes, and that's you."

"Norah, I'm thinking if you could do me a favor."

Norah had a very bad premonition in her heart. "What favor?"

"My mom likes you so much and believes you are my girlfriend. Can you pretend to be my girlfriend? This way, I will have a peaceful period and she won't force me to get a girlfriend anymore." "Dean Broser, I understand your needs. But sorry, I can't agree to that."

Norah didn't hesitate and refused decisively.

How could she pretend to be his girlfriend just like that?

Agreeing to Mat was really out of helplessness and there was no other way.

Mat had saved her multiple times and his mother was critically ill, which gave her a strong sense of familiarity, so she agreed.

As for James, she had no reason to agree.

Moreover, if Shawn found out, he would definitely be furious.

After she refused, James spoke again, "Are you really not considering it? Although it's just in name, being my girlfriend will bring you many benefits."

"So, Dean Broser, are you using privileges to tempt me?"

"You can understand it that way, so will you reconsider?"

Norah shook her head, her attitude still firm. "No, I won't."

"Dean Broser, at such a young age, you have achieved this position. I have always admired you. Even in the medical field, you have reached achievements that most people can't. You are excellent and outstanding. As a doctor, I respect and look up to you."

"But if you really use your power as a bargaining chip to tempt or pressure me, then I'm sorry that I will have to reevaluate your position in our doctors' hearts."

It had to be said that Norah's words were quite on point.

After listening, James smiled. "Alright, in that case, I won't bring it up again. Focus on your work."

"However, I'm curious. Who is the person you like that makes you so determined, unaffected by money and power again and again, and so resolute?"

Norah looked up at him. This time, her gaze was firm, and her eyes were clear, like a pure gem.

"Thank you for your praise, Dean Broser. In one's life, one shouldn't bow down for everything. There should always be a pure land in our hearts that's worth sacrificing everything for." "For me, that's love, and he is my beloved."

"I don't know about other things, but in my heart, love, family, and friendship are things that money can't buy, and I won't trade them."

After hearing this, James immediately turned around and blinked hard.

At this moment, looking at Norah, he recalled many sad things from the past.

He even wondered if his first love was a girl like her, would he not have any traumas in his heart? Would he not be afraid of love? Unfortunately, in life, there was no turning back.

Seeing him turn around, Norah quickly realized it and softly said, "Dean Broser, I'm sorry that I mentioned your sad past."

James turned around, his gaze calm as he looked at her. "It's okay. You are a good girl."

"If you weren't already taken, I really wanted to give it a try."

Norah pretended not to understand this remark.

"Well, I'll go work then."

After speaking, Norah prepared to leave.

Suddenly, she thought of something and turned back. "Dean Broser, I have an awkward request. Could I trouble you with something?"

"Go ahead."

"I feel like your mom's liking for me might not just be because of me."

"What do you mean?"

"I remember when she first heard my name, she was shocked and surprised. So I think she might like me just because of my name, not the real me."

"If possible, could you find out? I really want to know the real reason."