Ch. 386: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 386

Chapter 386

Norah’s expression hardened. She had been genuinely worried about Kevin, yet he responded with such reckless words.

"Kevin, do you even hear yourself?" she asked, frustration lacing her voice.

Kevin let out a dry laugh. "Have you only just realized who I am? This is me, Norah. And maybe someday, I’ll do something that hurts you even more."

Staring at the unfamiliar coldness in his face, she suddenly felt like her concern had been wasted.

She shoved him back, fury burning in her eyes. "I must’ve been delusional. You're hopeless. If you want to be reckless, go ahead! I won't waste my time caring anymore. Do whatever you want—just make sure you enjoy it!"

Kevin took two steps back, lowering his head. His expression remained unreadable.

Norah couldn’t understand how things had reached this point.

Everything had spiraled so far beyond her expectations—including Kevin’s unpredictability.

Standing there, she suddenly felt like a complete fool.

She was ready to storm off, but then she remembered why she had come in the first place. Pausing, she looked back at him. "I came here today to find Bianca. I need answers about how I was tricked into that organization. You know exactly what kind of person Bianca is. The time I lost my memory, I spent trapped in that place. And as for why I still remember you… I still don’t understand it myself. But Bianca—wherever she is—I won’t let her get away with it."

Kevin’s deep eyes flickered slightly, as though something had clicked in his mind.

Norah, however, was too caught up in her anger to notice.

Without another word, she turned and stormed out of the office.

Kevin watched her go, his gaze shadowed with something unreadable. It suddenly dawned on him—his connection with Norah had started long before either of them had realized.

As she disappeared down the hallway, his hand twitched involuntarily, as if reaching for her.

But the moment he noticed, he forced himself to pull it back.

A strange, unsettling feeling crept into his chest.

Just then, a commotion broke the silence.

Kevin’s heart clenched instinctively. Within seconds, Kian rushed in, his face pale with urgency.

"Mr. Edwards! Something’s wrong—Madam collapsed!"

Kevin’s expression changed instantly. Without hesitation, he sprinted out of the office.

By the time he reached the ground floor, he saw Norah lying there, curled up in pain, her face deathly pale and drenched in sweat.

Kevin didn’t hesitate—he knelt down and pulled her into his arms, his hand brushing against her clammy forehead. "What’s wrong? Is it the poison? I’ll call Jace—"

Norah’s trembling hand clutched at his sleeve, her voice weak and broken.

"The baby..." she whispered.

Kevin’s chest tightened. At first, he thought the poison had taken effect.

But then he realized—this wasn’t poison.

Her water had broken.

Norah gripped his arm tightly, shoving aside their earlier fight. Right now, the only thing that mattered was their child.

"Take me to the hospital!" she gasped.

Kevin wasted no time. Scooping her up, he turned to Kian, his voice sharp with urgency. "Get the car ready—now!"

Within moments, the car was at the door.

Kevin carried Norah inside, but her pain was only intensifying.

Every sharp contraction felt like her body was being ripped apart.

She clung to Kevin, her nails digging into his skin, using him as an anchor against the unbearable agony.

Kevin remained still, even as her grip left red marks on his arm. His breathing was ragged, his chest rising and falling in distress.

He felt like a caged beast on the verge of breaking loose. His blood boiled with frustration, with helplessness—but above all, with fear.

His other hand clenched onto the seat in front of him, gripping so tightly that the leather started to tear.

"Why does it hurt so much?!" Norah gasped, her voice shaking.

Kevin swallowed hard, his voice low but firm. "You’re in labor. The baby is coming. Just hold on a little longer."

"Aahh—!" She let out a choked cry, her entire body writhing. Her face was pale, her veins bulging. She turned to Kevin, her voice laced with desperation. "Kevin… this is your child. You have to take care of him. His life depends on you."

Her body was weakening fast. She barely had the strength to breathe, let alone push through the pain.

She needed to make sure Kevin would protect their child—no matter what.

Kevin’s throat felt dry, but he remained silent.

Then, the sharp, metallic scent of blood hit him.

His eyes darkened, his breathing growing heavier.

Seeing his hesitation, Norah's tears spilled over.

"This is your first child, Kevin… even if you get married someday… you can’t abandon him. He only has you..."

Kevin clenched his jaw. The leather seat in front of him tore beneath his grip.

He couldn’t bring himself to look at her. He couldn’t breathe in the scent of her blood.

Instead, he forced himself to stay rational. "You’re going to be fine, Norah. Stop talking like this."

"You keep saying that, but you won’t even give me a promise!" she choked out. "If I don’t make it… you’re all he has! You have to be good to him!"

Her voice cracked, her tears falling freely.

She didn’t want to die.

She didn’t want to leave her baby behind.

But she was running out of time.

Kevin swallowed hard, his pulse pounding in his ears.

"You’re not going to die," he said hoarsely. "I won’t promise anything—because you’re going to live."

If he gave her that promise now, she might lose the will to fight.

And he couldn't let that happen.

Norah clung onto him, her grip tightening, her entire body trembling.

Kevin’s eyes burned red, his fury barely restrained. His knuckles were white from gripping the seat so tightly.

Then—

The car screeched to a stop.

"Mr. Edwards! There’s traffic up ahead! An accident blocked the road!"

Kevin’s gaze snapped to the windshield, seeing a long line of cars trapped in a jam.

His patience shattered.

The panic, the frustration, the helplessness—it all ignited a violent rage inside him.

Norah whimpered, her body soaked in sweat.

Kevin knew—there was no time to wait.

Without a second thought, he pulled Norah out of the car and barked orders.

"Find someone—anyone—who can deliver a baby! I don’t care how much it costs!"

Kian and the bodyguards jumped into action, knocking on every car window, desperately searching for help.

Kevin’s grip tightened around Norah, his arms trembling.

Norah, barely conscious, reached out instinctively, her fingers brushing against his sleeve.

She thought—

He was leaving her.

Her body convulsed with pain, her vision blurring.

She could barely think anymore.

Kevin stood still, his jaw clenched. The scent of blood was thick in the air.

He wanted to be by her side.

But if he did—if he stayed too close for too long—he might lose control.

And that was the last thing he could afford right now.

Gritting his teeth, he stepped away slightly, forcing himself to breathe.

He had to suppress it.

He had to stay in control.

For Norah.

For their child.