Ch. 383: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 383

Chapter 383

"Kevin doesn’t come home, he lets Bianca roam free, and when I get angry and lash out, it’s understandable. But he just keeps leaving. Even when he does come to me, he agrees when I say I want to go back to my parents’ house. Doesn’t that mean he’s letting go?"

Norah understood what Kevin meant, and her eyes turned red. She was on the verge of tears.

She held them back. If she had to cry, she’d do it in private. She didn’t want anyone else to see.

Gloria didn’t quite get it. "Why don’t you just stay at home for a few days and see what he does? Maybe he’s just respecting your decision, afraid that if he begs you to stay, you’ll resent him for it. Men and women think differently. But as long as there’s love and mutual understanding, you can work through anything."

"Yeah, maybe," Norah said bitterly. "But just once, I want him to be the one to compromise."

"Hey, don’t overthink it. Let’s go home, get some sleep. Things will look better in the morning," Gloria reassured her.

Norah didn’t say anything else. She was sad, but she had to accept reality.

It was just like when they had talked about divorce. They always ended up like this.

"Captain Edwards, Madame has left."

Kevin stood frozen for a long time, staring in the direction Norah had gone. He didn’t react.

Frank couldn’t stand seeing Kevin like this. He had to say something.

Kevin finally snapped out of it and looked at him. "Then let’s go back."

His voice wasn’t cold, but it was hollow—like he’d lost his soul.

Frank sighed. "Captain Edwards, forgive me for saying this, but if you still love Madame, why not say something? Talk to her. Apologize. Coax her back. She still loves you. Wouldn’t that be better than this? No one’s happy like this. I can’t stand watching it!"

Their hearts ached.

Anyone who saw them wanted to lock them in a room until they worked things out.

If Kevin loved Norah, he should fight for her.

But this wasn’t just about keeping her. It was about how long he could actually stay by her side.

Kevin got into the car, his voice calm but heavy. "Even if I bring her home, how long can I stay with her? What if one day I end up hurting her? She’s pregnant. If something happens, she’ll hate me forever. I’m not afraid of her hating me—I’m afraid of hurting her. And I’m even more afraid that I won’t be her hero anymore."

He was carrying too much.

He wanted to hold onto the last bit of dignity she had left for him.

"Captain Edwards, there’s always a way. We’ll figure it out," Frank tried to reassure him. He knew how hard this was.

Right now, they were overwhelmed.

Not only did they need to find an antidote, but there were so many other pressing matters. They couldn’t do everything at once.

Kevin knew that, too. The poison in him was different from Norah’s.

He wouldn’t die. But sometimes, living was worse than death.

Jace had told him that. And while searching for an antidote, the most promising solution required testing on someone.

Kevin didn’t even hesitate—he chose Norah.

Jace would have made the same choice, but he still made sure Kevin knew the risks.

Kevin told Jace to focus everything on saving Norah.

As for himself, as long as he was still breathing, there was hope.

Norah returned home. Once again, she had lost. But she didn’t want her parents to know.

She had made her choice. If she admitted she regretted it or was struggling, they’d only worry.

When Gwen saw her, she sighed. "Norah, your belly is so big! You look like you’re about to give birth! And you didn’t even tell us you were pregnant. Are we the last to know?"

Her parents weren’t happy. But she was still their daughter. No matter how upset they were, they had to let it go.

Besides, they were about to become grandparents.

They had waited for this moment for so long. They had always hoped she’d have a child—someone to be with her when they were gone.

It was a relief.

"No, Mom," Norah said softly. "I just wasn’t ready to tell you at the time. I’m sorry."

Jack stood at the door. When he saw that only Gloria had brought her home, he immediately guessed, "You and Kevin fought again, didn’t you?"

He was right, but Norah didn’t want to admit it. "Can’t I just come home for a visit? I’ve lived here before. Why do you have to make assumptions?"

"We’re just worried about you," Gwen said gently. "You’re pregnant. If you’re really upset about something, it would break our hearts. We just want to know what’s going on so we don’t have to worry."

"No, really. I just wanted to come back for a bit," Norah insisted. She didn’t want to talk about Kevin. If she did, her parents would take sides, and their opinion of him would only get worse. She wanted to protect his dignity.

"If you say so," Gwen said, still skeptical.

But she had her doubts. If Norah didn’t come running back within three days, something was seriously wrong.

They tried to be careful about asking too many questions.

Gloria chatted with them for a while before leaving. They had wanted her to stay, but she couldn’t, so she left.

Gwen and Jack saw her off warmly.

"Do you want a snack?" Gwen asked Norah. "You’re pregnant—you’ll get hungry easily. I’ll make you something if you want."

"No, Mom." Norah took her hand, then looked at Jack. "Dad, come sit down too."

Jack sat beside Gwen.

"Have you picked a name yet?" Jack asked, clearly excited. He was looking forward to meeting his grandchild. "If not, you should start thinking. You won’t have much time once the baby’s born!"

Gwen smiled. "That’s true! When you were born, your dad went through the entire dictionary to pick your name. You should start preparing too."

Norah nodded lightly.

"Will the baby have the Edwards last name or White?" Gwen continued. "I think White sounds nice. White is a strong name…"

Norah sat there, waiting for the right moment. Finally, she asked, "Mom, Dad… I was never kidnapped in junior high. It happened in high school. You both knew, didn’t you? So why didn’t you ever tell me?"

The air went still.

Her parents’ faces stiffened immediately.

Jack was the first to respond. "Who told you that?"

"No one," Norah said. "I just realized I have a gap in my memory. Does this have anything to do with you?"

She didn’t trust anyone anymore.

Not even them.

They had chosen to keep things from her for years.

Gwen and Jack exchanged glances.

"Norah, we didn’t tell you because we wanted to protect you," Gwen said softly. "We were afraid it would traumatize you all over again. You’re our only daughter. We just wanted you to be happy. And since you never tried to remember, we thought it was best to leave it alone."