Ch. 387: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 387

Chapter 387

"Mr. Edwards, we found a doctor! An obstetrician with 30 years of experience."

A middle-aged woman stepped forward, her glasses giving her a scholarly air. She had the calm, authoritative presence of someone who had delivered hundreds of babies.

"Please, save my wife! Make sure both mother and child survive! Name your price—whatever you want, it's yours!" Kevin’s voice was desperate, his usual arrogance stripped away by sheer panic.

"Step aside and let me in!" The doctor’s tone was firm and commanding. Without hesitation, she climbed into the car.

The traffic was still at a standstill. There was no way to move forward, and Norah was already bleeding heavily.

She had planned a C-section at the hospital—this was supposed to be a controlled, safe delivery. But fate had other plans.

After confronting Bianca, she had intended to head straight to the hospital. Now, she had no choice but to give birth here, in the middle of a traffic jam.

She reached out blindly, searching for Kevin’s hand, but he wasn’t there. Her fingers grasped at empty space.

She gritted her teeth and screamed as another wave of pain tore through her.

The doctor leaned over her. "Don’t panic. Relax your body. Spread your legs!"

Norah's vision blurred, but she forced herself to listen, to obey. She had to stay awake.

She couldn’t pass out.

The doctor examined her quickly. "The baby isn’t coming out. You need to push harder!"

Norah’s breath came in short gasps. "I am pushing..."

But it wasn’t enough. She had no strength left.

Her face was ghostly pale, her body trembling from exhaustion.

The doctor wiped the sweat from Norah’s forehead. "Keep going! Don't give up!"

Outside, Kevin was pacing like a caged animal.

"Figure out what’s happening up ahead! We need to get to the hospital now!" His voice was sharp, urgent.

The delay was killing him.

Every scream from inside the car made his heart pound harder.

He wanted to be there, to hold her, but as soon as he got close, the overwhelming scent of blood sent him reeling.

He clenched his fists and forced himself to wait.

Suddenly, the cars ahead started moving. The road was clearing.

Kevin jumped into the passenger seat.

The air in the car was thick with the metallic scent of blood. He gritted his teeth and covered his mouth and nose, trying to suppress his instincts.

"Drive faster!" he barked at the driver.

The car shot forward, weaving through the emergency lane, escorted by police.

Kevin stole a glance at Norah.

Her head lolled to the side, her face drained of color. She was slipping away.

His chest tightened.

No. She wasn’t allowed to die.

Kevin's hands balled into fists. He had to keep her fighting.

With a sharp voice, he snapped, "Norah, listen to me. You are this child’s mother. He needs you. Without you, he will die! You have to live!"

His words cut through the fog of Norah’s fading consciousness.

Through sheer willpower, she forced her eyes open, her lips trembling.

"You... bastard..." she hissed through clenched teeth.

And then she pushed—one last, desperate effort.

A searing pain shot through her.

Then—

A piercing wail filled the car.

Kevin froze.

For all the violence he had witnessed, for all the chaos he had lived through, nothing had ever shaken him like this.

"The baby is out!" the doctor announced. "It’s a boy!"

She lifted the newborn, but before she could hand him over, she hesitated.

Kevin’s face was unreadable. His fists were clenched so tightly his knuckles were white.

The doctor expected joy. But when she looked into Kevin’s eyes, she saw something else.

Something dangerous.

"Take him away," Kevin muttered.

The doctor stiffened.

She had seen countless fathers overwhelmed with emotion at the sight of their newborns. But Kevin—Kevin looked like he wanted to kill.

She clutched the baby protectively, instinctively stepping back.

Then, her gaze flickered to Norah.

Something was wrong.

"Her pulse is weak!" the doctor’s voice was sharp with urgency. "We need to get her to the hospital now!"

The driver pressed the accelerator.

The doctor checked the baby again. His earlier cries had faded. His small body wasn’t moving as much. His face had taken on a bluish tint.

"Both mother and child need immediate medical attention!"

The car screeched to a halt outside the hospital.

Doctors and nurses were already waiting.

Kevin threw open the door and scooped Norah into his arms.

"Save her! No matter the cost—just save her!" His voice was raw.

He carried her through the hospital doors, nurses and doctors rushing to take her.

The baby was whisked away by another team.

Norah’s body was limp, her breathing shallow.

Kevin watched as she disappeared into the emergency room.

She had fought so hard, and now—now she was slipping away.

But he wouldn’t let that happen.

He couldn’t let that happen.

Only one thing could save her now.

The antidote.

Kevin’s jaw tightened.

The doctor had warned him—giving birth would take the last of Norah’s strength. If she wasn’t treated immediately, she wouldn’t survive.

His body burned with rage.

He wasn’t going to sit here and wait.

He was going to get the antidote.

His fists trembled. His instincts screamed at him to destroy everything in his path.

Then—

"Mr. Edwards!"

A voice cut through his fury.

Kevin turned sharply.

Kian stood there, his expression grim.

"There’s someone here to see you. They said you need to see them—now."

Kevin’s red-rimmed eyes flickered.

His instincts screamed at him to ignore it.

But something in Kian’s face made him stop.

Whoever it was—

They had answers.