Ch. 373: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 373

Chapter 373

Norah looked at Kevin in surprise. She hadn’t expected him to think this way—it was exactly how she felt.

“You’re not very kind to your son,” she said with a smile.

Kevin wrapped his arm around her waist, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. “When a boy grows up, he’ll have to marry. If he’s got too many bad habits and doesn’t know how to treat people well, what girl would want to marry him? Even if she did, she’d just end up suffering.”

Norah had to agree with that.

The others in the hospital ward seemed interested in their conversation, but after exchanging glances, they quietly left, giving the couple some privacy. They even closed the door behind them.

Norah turned back to Kevin, poking his chest with a hint of resentment in her voice. “So, you do have this kind of awareness? Where was it when you married me? You were so harsh on me back then—how am I supposed to believe a single word you’re saying now?”

Kevin pulled her into his arms, pressing his cheek against hers in a rare moment of humility. “I was wrong before. It’s because of everything I went through that I understand now—we can’t let our children repeat our mistakes. Love and marriage should be done right so there’s no regret.”

Norah leaned against his shoulder. “So, do you regret it?”

Kevin was quiet for a moment before answering. “I regret realizing things too late. But I’m grateful you’re still here. That’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

Norah thought back to their journey together. It hadn’t been easy.

Who would have thought Kevin would fall for her?

Maybe Grandpa had seen it coming. He had taken one good look at her and bound them together.

But Norah hadn’t loved Kevin then. Without love, this marriage wouldn’t have even started.

It was like magic fighting magic.

Still, one thing confused her—something almost surreal. If she and Kevin hadn’t had any connection in junior high, and if he hadn’t saved her, why had she ended up in the same university as him? Why had she always seen him as a hero in her mind?

It didn’t make sense.

It was too strange.

Kevin had another meeting, and they were about to head out again. His work kept him busy—balancing the military and managing a company made his schedule even more packed than before. But Norah understood. He had his mission and beliefs, and she supported him. He was still a hero, still protecting people.

Thinking about it, Norah felt a deep sense of admiration.

She stayed in the room, packing the gifts they had prepared for the baby. A soft, maternal smile graced her lips. She was looking forward to the birth, ready to leave the bad things behind her.

After a while, Gloria walked in.

Norah looked up. “You didn’t go home? I thought everyone had left.”

“They did,” Gloria said. “But I know your condition, and I wanted to check on you.”

She was too worried about Norah.

Being pregnant while also battling an illness—it was too much.

Norah shook her head. “It’s not over yet, but I can’t think the worst.”

Gloria grabbed her hand, frustrated. “How can it not be over? Didn’t they already send people out and catch the ones responsible? What kind of poison is this? How is it still unsolved? Why?”

Gloria’s anxiety spilled over—she found the situation ridiculous.

How could something like this still exist in today’s world? How could people be this cruel?

At first, Norah couldn’t believe it either. But she had come to accept that there were many things in this world that people simply couldn’t see.

“I’m still alive,” she said, giving Gloria a small smile. “I won’t give up.”

Gloria stared at her, at a loss for words.

There was something about Norah—her strength, her resilience. She had a way of making people believe in her.

Just like back then, when she had convinced Gloria that she had the talent to become an artist. Without Norah’s encouragement, Gloria wouldn’t be who she was today.

Gloria pulled Norah into a tight hug.

Norah stroked her back, comforting her.

They were still the same. Best friends who shared everything. More than friends, really—after all these years, they had become like family.

Norah didn’t want to spend every day confined to a hospital room. She might be here for a long time, but today, she wanted to go for a walk. So, she stepped outside with Gloria.

As they walked, chatting, a voice called out.

“Norah?”

A girl approached them hesitantly, her expression unsure.

Norah turned around, a little surprised.

She had a vague sense of familiarity but couldn’t quite place it. The girl looked at her expectantly before speaking again.

“Norah, don’t you recognize me? Have I changed that much? I sat next to you in school—we used to chat after class all the time. Did you forget me?”

Norah gave a polite smile. “I’m sorry… I do remember you, but I can’t recall your name at the moment.”

“I’m Lyanna Lambert! Do you remember now? It’s so good to see you!”

Lyanna’s short hair and makeup-free face gave her a fresh, lively look. She was practically glowing with excitement.

“I didn’t expect to run into you after all these years. You’re pregnant, but you still look as beautiful as ever.”

Lyanna had always envied Norah’s looks.

And Lyanna wasn’t just any girl—she had been considered one of the beauties of their class, with her striking features and thick hair. Even now, she still turned heads.

Since they had been classmates, Norah had a lot of questions.

She looked at Lyanna, listening to her words, and slowly, the memories came back.

“I remember now. You sat next to me and loved talking about your favorite celebrities.”

“Yes! Exactly!” Lyanna clapped her hands, thrilled. “I was always fangirling and plastering my desk with posters.”

Norah laughed. “Yeah, I remember that.”

Lyanna grabbed Norah’s hand and nearly jumped with excitement.

“But after high school, I never got your contact info,” Lyanna continued. “You stopped talking to me so much, and I thought maybe you didn’t like me anymore. It made me really sad.”

Back in school, everything had been simple. Life had been easier, free from the complications of adulthood.

“Really?” Norah frowned. “Did my personality change that much?”

“It did—at least back then,” Lyanna said. “Just one summer break, and you were different. You even missed classes for a few months. You barely spoke after that.”

Norah had always been quiet, but she had never thought of herself as different. In her mind, her high school experience had been normal.

Her parents had never mentioned anything either.

But Lyanna’s words sent a chill down her spine.

Kevin had also said she disappeared for a summer in high school.

What had happened during that time?

Had she been taken into an organization?

How had it even happened?

As these questions swirled in her mind, Lyanna spoke again.

“Do you remember Bianca? She’s a star now. I guess beautiful girls always go far. I remember you once told me about a gorgeous older girl—a single mom. You said she had a tough life.”

Lyanna’s words hit Norah like a thunderclap.

A single, deafening realization crashed into her mind.