Ch. 302: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 302

Chapter 302

Norah, calmer now, could see the worry etched into Kevin’s face. Whatever grievances she once held dissolved in that moment. She wrapped her arms around his waist and said softly, “Let’s not argue anymore. We can talk things through, okay?”

“Okay,” Kevin replied quietly.

Norah noticed something off in his tone. “Why are you so quiet? Are you upset?”

“No,” Kevin said, gently brushing her cheek. “You said no more arguing. How could I be upset?”

Her gaze held his as she countered, “What if you’ve already given up on me? What if you’re ready to walk away? Wouldn’t I be talking to myself?”

“That’s impossible,” Kevin reassured her, his voice steady. “I’m not going anywhere.”

“You’re not divorcing me?” she pressed, testing his resolve.

They had argued endlessly about divorce before. She’d even demanded it, but now, seeing the lengths Kevin had gone for her, she began to reconsider. Maybe things weren’t as broken as they seemed. Perhaps there was still a chance to mend what they had—for herself, for Kevin, and for the baby growing inside her. After all, raising a child in a loving home felt far better than going it alone. But she needed to know where Kevin stood. She couldn’t keep giving without knowing he was equally invested.

“No divorce,” Kevin answered firmly. “You’re the one who kept bringing it up. I never did.”

Norah frowned, recalling her past words. “But you made it clear. You said our marriage was a transaction. You said so many cruel things. Do you even want to make this work? Or was I just clinging to false hope?”

Her voice softened, almost as if pleading for reassurance. Kevin, unwilling to upset her any further, surrendered. “It’s my fault,” he admitted. “I deserve whatever punishment you want to give me.”

His sincerity caught her off guard. His patience disarmed her. How could she hold on to her anger now?

“By the way,” Norah said, shifting gears, “I want to get a checkup.”

“A checkup?” Kevin asked. “What kind?”

“A physical,” she replied, showing him her arm. “Look, there are so many bruises. I’m worried something might be wrong with me. And I’m pregnant—I can’t afford to take chances. I want to get this checked out early, just in case. Of course, I hope it’s nothing serious.”

“I already did,” Kevin said, his voice gentle. “There’s nothing wrong with your body.”

He reached over to adjust her sleeve, covering the bruises. “Don’t overthink it.”

“Really?” she asked, a flicker of doubt in her eyes. “Then why do I have these bruises?”

Kevin straightened her sleeve with care. “Maybe you bumped into something. Don’t worry about it.”

She hesitated but ultimately trusted him. Kevin had never lied to her before. Besides, her last checkup had been fine. Why would anything change so suddenly?

“Put on your shoes,” Kevin urged, placing them in front of her. “Your feet are cold.”

Norah complied without argument. “How’s your recovery going?”

“Much better,” he assured her. “A few more days of rest, and you’ll be ready to leave the hospital. The fact that you’re up and walking is a good sign.”

“That’s a relief,” she said, smiling. Then, a thought struck her. “Next time, I won’t need you to protect me.”

Kevin turned, his brows knitting in confusion. “What do you mean by that?”

“I’m going to learn martial arts,” Norah declared with determination. “That way, I can protect myself. I won’t have to rely on you.”

Kevin chuckled at her seriousness. “Silly girl.”

“I’m serious,” she insisted. “You have so many skilled people around you. I’ll just find someone to teach me.”

“I’ll teach you,” Kevin offered, amused.

Her eyes lit up. “Really? Then I won’t need to find a teacher. I’ll just be your student.”

“We’ll talk about it later,” Kevin said, trying to appease her. “For now, let’s get out of this stuffy hospital. I’ll take you somewhere nice.”

Norah clasped his hand and said playfully, “I want sugar water and candied fruit.”

“You’ve got such a sweet tooth.”

“Pregnancy cravings,” she teased.

Moments like these were rare for them, and Norah found herself genuinely happy. She hoped this newfound harmony could last forever.

As Levi drove, Norah grew drowsy in the back seat. After a while, she rested her head on Kevin’s shoulder. Seeing her drift off, Kevin gently shifted her so she could sleep more comfortably on his lap.

In the past, Norah would have stirred at the slightest movement. But now, she slept deeply. Too deeply. Kevin couldn’t shake the unease in his chest. He stared at her pale face, his brows furrowing. His arms tightened around her as if willing her to stay.

“Captain Edwards, we’ve arrived,” Levi announced from the front.

Kevin glanced at Norah, still fast asleep, and hesitated. “Drive around a little more.”

“Yes, sir.”

They circled the area three more times before Norah finally stirred. Groggily, she asked, “Are we there yet?”