Ch. 347: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 347

Chapter 347

Norah remained tied up, motionless. She had already been injected once and knew what awaited her. Fear no longer consumed her. Instead, her eyes were fixed on Kevin. He stood tall among the others, his figure commanding attention. Yet, she no longer saw the light she once thought was meant for her in his eyes.

She couldn’t explain the feeling.

Kevin wasn’t just Kevin anymore—he was Captain Edwards. But in that moment, he felt like a stranger. Maybe it was because his focus wasn’t on her. He was here on a mission, not out of love, and that realization hit her harder than anything else.

A wave of loss swept through her.

Deep, endless loss.

It was a feeling she couldn’t put into words.

Kevin’s hesitation lingered as Archer grew impatient. "Make your choice quickly, or they both die!" Archer barked, his voice cutting through the tension like a knife.

Norah’s body felt heavy and unsteady. Her confinement, her inability to move, and the weight of her pregnancy left her pale and gasping for air.

Bianca, on the other hand, was in tears. Her head shook violently as her wide, pleading eyes locked onto Kevin. She begged silently, desperate for him to choose her.

Kevin’s gaze darted between the two women. The weight of the decision pressed down on him, but eventually, he pointed to one.

"I choose her," he said firmly.

At that moment, Norah’s heart shattered. Her eyes closed, shutting out the painful reality she had just witnessed. Despair consumed her.

Across from her, Bianca’s face lit up. Hope replaced her tears, and for a fleeting moment, she felt joy unlike anything else. Kevin had chosen her. She believed it now—she was the one he cared about, the one he wanted to protect.

Bianca struggled harder against her restraints, making muffled sounds as if urging them to set her free.

But then...

A maniacal laugh echoed through the room.

Norah’s body suddenly tilted forward, her restraints loosening and sending her tumbling to the ground.

Karina watched as Norah fell, her expression shifting ever so slightly. She said nothing, only clenching her fists tightly at her sides.

Norah was stunned.

What just happened?

Didn’t Kevin choose Bianca? Why was she the one being released?

Her confused gaze shifted to Archer, who had descended further into madness. His attention wasn’t on her anymore. His hatred and fury were fixated solely on Kevin.

"Pain is far worse when your loved ones die and you’re left alive to grieve them," Archer sneered, his voice dripping with venom. "Since you care so much about her, then she has to die. I won’t let her live!"

Bianca’s face drained of color as her brief joy turned to terror. Her wide eyes locked onto the syringe in Archer’s hand, and the blood froze in her veins.

She recognized it instantly.

It was one of Pharaoh’s poisons—worse than death itself.

Bianca struggled violently, her muffled screams ripping through the room, but the gag in her mouth rendered her silent.

Kevin’s eyes sharpened the moment Archer made his move. Without hesitation, he fired a shot at the pillar behind Archer.

The deafening bang echoed through the room. Archer dodged just in time, but Kevin was already moving.

Gunfire erupted again.

The chaotic battle between the police and Archer’s men reignited with a vengeance.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Norah was frozen in place, her ears ringing from the relentless gunfire.

"Norah!" Karina’s voice cut through the noise. She rushed over, helping Norah to a safer spot.

Norah followed Karina’s lead, squeezing into the corner of the room where a small door offered some protection.

"Stay here," Karina instructed. "It’s not safe outside, but this spot will shield you from the worst of it. Archer’s cornered now. Once this is over, you’ll be safe."

Norah grabbed Karina’s arm before she could leave. "What about you?" she asked, her voice trembling.

Karina’s expression softened. "Don’t worry about me. I can handle myself—I have to help them."

She offered Norah a reassuring smile before disappearing into the chaos.

Left alone, Norah huddled in the darkness, the door providing a fragile barrier between her and the gunfire outside. Fear gnawed at her, but she clung to one thought: she had to survive—for herself and for the child growing inside her.

Wrapping her arms tightly around her body, she shut her eyes and tried to block out the relentless noise. Her mind drifted to a distant memory, one she hadn’t thought of in years.

She saw a slender girl with yellow hair, her clothes tattered, her face smeared with dirt, yet she smiled as if the world hadn’t broken her.

"Why don’t you say something? There aren’t many people alive here. If you don’t talk, it’s boring," the girl had said.

"Are you afraid?" Norah remembered asking.

"No," the girl replied, her smile unwavering. "I’ve been here since I was a kid. I’ve seen too many people die. I’m not afraid anymore. I don’t even know if I’ll make it out myself."

"You can’t die," Norah had insisted.

"It’s okay," the girl had laughed. "My parents abandoned me. My life should’ve ended a long time ago."

Norah shook herself out of the memory, clutching her chest as the sounds of battle brought her back to the present.

Meanwhile, Kevin was locked in a brutal fight with Archer.

Archer’s focus remained fixed on Bianca. The syringe in his hand was his ultimate weapon, and he was determined to use it.

Kevin knew Archer’s intentions. He wasn’t just fighting for Bianca’s life—he was fighting to ensure Archer couldn’t use her as a tool to break him.

"You have no way out!" Kevin shouted. "It’s not too late to surrender!"

Archer laughed coldly. "Surrender? At this point? You’re more naïve than I thought. But I have to admit, this was a good gamble. Bianca really is your weakness, isn’t she?"

Kevin’s face was unreadable, but his tone was cold and steady. "You’re cornered, Archer. This ends now."

"Cornered?" Archer sneered. "You think I didn’t plan for this? I didn’t expect you and Calvin to team up. You really made him your father-in-law? Guess betrayal runs in the family."