Ch. 249: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life chapter 249

Chapter 249

"Kevin."

Siena froze when she noticed Kevin standing there. Her heart sank.

Norah followed Siena's gaze and saw Kevin as well. He was standing a few steps away, his expression calm and unreadable, as if their heated words hadn’t fazed him.

Bonnie was the first to break the silence. The sight of Kevin’s detached eyes unsettled her, filling her with instant regret. She hadn’t intended for Kevin to overhear the truth—not like this.

"Kevin..." Bonnie murmured, her voice faltering.

Kevin didn’t respond. He hadn’t come here to confront them; he’d come out of concern, knowing something was bound to happen.

Siena’s shock quickly turned to anger. "Bonnie, what the hell were you thinking? Why would you say that? You just can’t stand to see me at peace, can you?" she snapped, shoving Bonnie in a fit of rage.

Bonnie, distracted by Kevin’s presence, didn’t see it coming. She lost her balance and stumbled backward, falling down the cemetery stairs.

"Bonnie!" Norah screamed, her voice breaking as she watched her aunt tumble.

Everyone turned toward the horrifying scene. Kevin’s face, usually so composed, flickered with a rare hint of panic.

Bonnie landed hard, her body bruised and scraped, her head bleeding. She was completely unconscious.

Norah rushed to her side but hesitated to touch her, terrified of making things worse. "Aunt Bonnie, wake up! Please!"

Siena, standing frozen above, stared in disbelief at what she’d done. Her hands trembled as if she could see blood staining them. "I... I didn’t mean it. She pushed me to the edge. This isn’t my fault!" she stammered.

Kevin wasted no time. He darted down the stairs, his movements precise as he scooped Bonnie into his arms. His expression hardened, cold as steel.

"We need to get her to the hospital," he said, his voice steady but charged with urgency.

Without another glance at Siena, Kevin carried Bonnie toward the car. Norah followed close behind, her face pale with worry.

"Kevin!" Siena called after him, desperate, but he didn’t stop or even turn.

Realizing the severity of what had happened, Siena scrambled after them, Bianca trailing silently behind her.

At the hospital, Kevin paced outside the emergency room, tension radiating from his every step.

Siena arrived moments later, her eyes locked on Kevin. "Kevin..." she started, her voice shaky, almost pleading.

He stopped pacing but didn’t face her. "What do you want?" he asked coldly.

Siena flinched at his tone, her guilt pressing down on her. "Don’t listen to Bonnie. She’s trying to drive a wedge between us. You’re my son—"

Kevin cut her off sharply. "You think I don’t remember? The person who raised me, who stood by me, was my aunt. Not you."

Those words hit Siena like a physical blow. Her eyes filled with tears as she tried to explain, her voice trembling. "It wasn’t easy for me in the Edwards family. Your father didn’t care about me. I was desperate, Kevin. I made mistakes, but I didn’t mean to hurt you."

Kevin turned to her, his gaze icy. "Mistakes? You abused me, starved me, left me to fend for myself. I was nothing more than a pawn to you. And when I outlived my usefulness, you cast me aside."

Siena’s tears spilled over as she reached for his arm. "I know I failed you. I regret it every single day. Please, let me make it right. I can be the mother you deserve."

Kevin shook his head, his voice cutting through her desperation. "That time has passed. I don’t need your love now. Calling you 'Mom' is the best you’ll get from me. Be grateful for that."

Siena staggered back as if struck. Her tears turned into sobs, but Kevin didn’t waver.

"You can’t do this to me," she cried. "You’re my son! You’re all I have left!"

Kevin’s voice grew even colder. "You had your chance. You ruined it. Now, you want me to forgive you so you can ease your own guilt? No. Live with it."

His words stung like a whip, leaving Siena reeling. Memories of her past mistakes clawed at her. She had built her life on selfishness and control, and now she was paying the price.

Bianca, who had been silently watching, stepped forward, tears in her eyes. "Kevin, please don’t be angry at your mom. It’s my fault. If I hadn’t been there, none of this would’ve happened."

Kevin glanced at her but didn’t reply.

Bianca’s voice cracked as she continued, "I should’ve stopped her. I should’ve done something! It’s my fault Aunt Bonnie fell down the stairs. I’m sorry!"

She raised her hand and slapped herself hard, tears streaming down her face.

"Bianca, stop it!" Siena grabbed her wrist, pulling her close. "This isn’t your fault. Don’t hurt yourself."

But Bianca shook her head, sobbing. "I’m the one who caused all this trouble. If I wasn’t around—"

"Enough!" Siena shouted, her voice breaking. She hugged Bianca tightly, shielding her. "Don’t blame yourself. None of this is on you."

Norah, who had been silent until now, finally spoke, her voice sharp and cold. "Of course she’s wrong."

Everyone turned toward Norah, whose piercing gaze was locked on Siena.