Ch. 309: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 309

Chapter 309

Bianca was momentarily stunned when she heard the news.

Did Kevin not know Norah was pregnant?

Or was there another reason behind his indifference?

Kevin's eyes betrayed no emotion. His deep gaze remained cold, as though Norah's situation had ceased to matter to him.

Norah had clung to the hope that their unborn child might change Kevin’s heart.

But she was mistaken.

When a man turns heartless, even a child means nothing.

Norah realized she shouldn’t have told him.

Her last shred of hope was gone, leaving her utterly devastated.

Bianca, leaning against Kevin, broke the tense silence. “Kevin, let’s go,” she said casually. Turning to Norah, she added with a smirk, “Norah, don’t waste your energy. If you’d gotten rid of it earlier, you wouldn’t be in this position now.”

Kevin's gaze shifted slightly, his breathing uneven, but his voice remained cold and merciless. “Let’s go. Don’t pay attention to her. For someone desperate to hold onto the Edwards family name, she’ll say anything.”

Without looking back, Kevin and Bianca walked away.

As Bianca passed Norah, she purposefully bumped her shoulder, wearing a triumphant smile.

Norah staggered back, and Elodie caught her. Watching their retreating figures, Elodie seethed. “How could she be so cruel? That vixen must have filled Kevin’s head with lies! Sister Norah, we should—”

“There’s no point,” Norah interrupted, her voice tinged with bitterness. Kevin had changed, and nothing she said would matter anymore. “No matter what I say, Kevin will think I’m lying.”

Elodie’s face twisted with frustration. “I wish we hadn’t come out today. None of this would’ve happened!”

Norah offered a strained smile, one that looked more like a grimace. “Does it even matter? This day was bound to come. Better to end the pain now than drag it out.”

She didn’t want anyone’s pity.

She just wanted to leave—escape the humiliation. Kevin had failed her again, and she couldn’t keep falling apart over him.

“Sister,” Elodie said, noticing how pale Norah looked, “you’re not well. Let’s get you somewhere to rest.”

“I don’t need to rest,” Norah said, leaning against a nearby pillar and gasping for air. “Just call a car. I want to go home.”

The word home felt strange on Elodie’s ears.

Kevin’s house wasn’t really a home for Norah anymore. If she went back, she’d just be kicked out again.

Elodie hesitated. “Are you sure you want to go back? You’re still married. That’s your house, too. And if a divorce happens, you’re entitled to something. Why let that vixen take over your home?”

Norah thought about it and nodded weakly. “You’re right. I’ll go back. I need to hear what Kevin has to say for himself.”

When Norah returned, the house felt emptier than ever—more like a cage than a home.

She sank into the couch and waited for Kevin.

Elodie, however, wasn’t allowed to stay. The Godin family sent a car to pick her up. Despite her protests, Elodie had to leave.

Norah insisted it was for the best. This wasn’t a fight Elodie could help her with.

Even as Elodie reluctantly departed, Norah remained resolute. The hardest days were behind her. She could endure anything now.

But deep down, she knew the truth. Kevin didn’t care about her—or their child.

Even if the baby was born, it wouldn’t be welcomed.

Inside the quiet villa, hours passed.

Sitting alone, Norah’s mind wandered back to her past with Kevin—their early days working together, the excitement of becoming his wife, and the silent pain of never earning his love.

She had endured so much, even sacrificing her dignity. Yet now, it all seemed like a cruel joke.

She couldn’t shake the faint hope that Kevin wouldn’t go through with the divorce.

That hope, however, was shattered when Kevin finally returned in the middle of the night.

He didn’t come back alone.

A lawyer followed him into the living room.

Kevin sat across from Norah, his demeanor cold and businesslike, as though he were meeting a stranger.

Without sparing her a glance, he gestured for the lawyer to speak. The man placed a document on the table and said, “Ms. White, this is the divorce agreement. The apartment where you live has been transferred to your name, and you will also retain this house. Additionally, Mr. Edwards has arranged a payment of twenty million as compensation. Please review the terms. If you have any other conditions, feel free to include them. Our goal is to finalize the divorce as quickly as possible.”

Norah opened the document, confirming that Kevin’s signature was indeed there.

It felt surreal, like a dream—or a nightmare.

Her fingers trembled as she flipped through the pages. She couldn’t help but ask, “Why did you wait until after the proposal? Why didn’t you divorce me then? What were you waiting for? Was it for the shares?”

Kevin’s expression turned icy. His voice was mechanical as he replied, “You’re right. You have no value anymore. Don’t overestimate a man’s feelings, Norah. One minute, he likes you. The next, he doesn’t. It’s as simple as that. The proposal meant nothing. Do you think it was anything more than a formality? Something I could’ve done with anyone?”

Norah clenched her fists, her heart breaking all over again.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she asked, “What about the child? Don’t you feel anything for your own child?”

Kevin sneered. “Do you think you can fool me? I’m not about to play the fool and take responsibility for a child that isn’t mine.”

“It’s your child!” Norah cried, desperate to make him see the truth.

But Kevin cut her off coldly. “Norah, I’ve never touched you.”

His words were like a slap to her face.

Kevin’s gaze was unyielding as he continued, “Stop trying to use a child to hold onto me. I told you before to get rid of it. If you’d listened, maybe I’d have considered staying in this marriage. But now? Don’t waste your time.”

He leaned back, his tone dripping with contempt. “As for the child? Steven can deal with it. He seems like the type who’d step in.”

Slap!

Norah’s hand connected with Kevin’s cheek, the sound echoing in the silent room.