Ch. 367: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 367

Chapter 367

Clearly, they hadn’t fulfilled their duties as elders. Why were they so harsh on Bianca? They didn’t love her at all! She hated them. She had become so unbearable because of them, and they were to blame for it all.

Kevin said calmly, "Whether you believe it or not, this is the truth."

“No! None of them ever loved me. Only you—you love me!” Bianca was frantic, clutching the iron rod as if it were her lifeline. She refused to believe Kevin’s kindness toward her was just out of obligation, something his grandfather had passed on to him.

Kevin spoke again, his tone steady but distant. “Grandpa is a rational man. He knows what’s right and wrong. The Edwards family didn’t fall into Martin’s hands but into mine—an outsider—because Grandpa knew the family couldn’t be destroyed like this.”

This was why Bianca couldn’t return to the Edwards family. Her irrationality and impulsiveness were things Grandpa had noticed long ago. Even though she was his granddaughter, he had to prioritize the family’s survival. While he felt guilty, he concealed it for the greater good.

If Bianca were to return, she’d become a catalyst for chaos, drawing danger to the family and putting everyone—including Kevin—at risk. This truth was a devastating blow to Bianca.

Bianca had been living off the belief that Kevin’s love for her was her salvation. She was convinced he would fall for her again. But now, hearing him say his kindness came from family obligation and not love, her world crumbled.

“What debt do I owe? I don’t care about the Edwards family or any title. All I want is your love!” Bianca’s voice cracked as she stared at him. “Don’t tell me this isn’t real. Don’t tell me you pity me. That’s not what I want. I just want you!”

Kevin, unmoved by her desperation, simply said, “It’s time to wake up from this dream.”

His words hit Bianca like a thunderclap. She was left devastated. The hatred she harbored toward the Edwards family had sustained her optimism, but she never hated Kevin. He had been her only reason to keep going.

If only he had been good to her, without Norah in the picture, she could’ve been a better person—for him. But her hope and faith collapsed completely.

She laughed bitterly, tears streaming down her face, a mix of sorrow and despair. Wiping away her tears, she forced a smile. “Kevin, here’s something you should know. The antidotes in Calvin’s lab are all unfinished products. The poisons may come from Pharaoh, but the research—the medicines—those are Calvin’s. He’s been trying to crack the poison formula but hasn’t succeeded. All those antidotes? They’re just experiments. Hahaha...”

Kevin’s face darkened as her words sunk in. Before he could process it, Jace rushed in, out of breath.

“The rats are reacting again!” Jace exclaimed.

It became clear—the antidote wasn’t truly effective. Calvin’s experiments had failed. Twenty minutes after appearing healthy, the test rats collapsed once more.

Kevin didn’t hesitate. “I’m going to see Norah!” he said, rushing out.

Bianca watched his retreating figure, her face void of emotion. She didn’t know whether to pity Kevin or mock him.

“Jace, have you struck a deal with Kevin?” she asked, her tone detached. “It looks like you’re running out of options.”

Jace kept his face neutral, his hands clasped behind his back. “You should worry about yourself.”

Bianca shook her head. “I don’t get it. Is Norah that special? Why are you and Kevin both willing to risk everything for her? You’re all insane!”

Jace ignored her and walked out. He knew Norah’s life depended on him. He had to save her, no matter what.

Bianca stayed behind, her mind swirling with confusion and madness. Everyone seemed crazier than she was—Kevin, Jace, all of them.

In their desperation to find a cure, Kevin had staged a life-threatening play. Yet, what did it bring him? Nothing. There was no antidote.

Bianca laughed and cried simultaneously, unsure if she should pity herself or everyone else. In the end, they were all victims.

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On the road, Norah began to feel unwell.

At first, she had been energetic and joyful, but out of nowhere, a sharp pain took over her body. It was unbearable.

She curled up, sweat drenching her as bruises began to reappear on her skin. Realization dawned—it wasn’t a cure.

“Levi…” Norah called out weakly.

“Yes, ma’am?” Levi replied, startled by her pale and sweating face. “What’s wrong? What’s happening?”

Norah’s voice trembled as she clung to the car window for support. “The antidote… it’s not real…”

Levi froze for a moment before yelling for the driver to rush to the hospital. Kevin’s call came just then, instructing him to do the same.

Levi didn’t waste a second. Norah’s life—and the life of the child she carried—was more precious than anything.

Norah gritted her teeth, trying to endure the pain. She had grown used to the poison slowly eating away at her, but this time, it felt worse.

When they arrived at the hospital, she was soaked in sweat, lying motionless in the back seat.

Kevin was already there.

As the car came to a stop, Kevin opened the door and scooped Norah into his arms. “Norah!” he called out, panic evident in his voice.

Norah opened her eyes, barely able to focus on him. She grabbed his collar weakly. “I’m fine… I can handle it… You don’t have to worry…”

Her faint words shattered Kevin. His eyes turned red as his heart twisted in pain. “I’m sorry. I’ve failed you!”

Norah placed her hand over his mouth and smiled faintly. “Don’t say that. You’re my hero, Kevin. You’re the hero for me and our baby…”