Ch. 392: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 392

Norah was in complete shock. She thought the nurse was joking.

How could her baby not be here?

She forced a smile through her disbelief. "No... Nurse, you must be mistaken. I just gave birth. If my baby isn't here, where else could he be?"

Trying to stay rational, she considered another possibility. "If my name isn’t registered, then the father’s should be. Kevin, check again."

She wanted to believe there had been a mistake, but panic was already creeping in.

The nurse checked once more.

"There’s no record," she confirmed.

"That’s impossible!" Norah refused to accept it. "I’ll find it myself!"

Her hands trembled as she took the records and scanned them herself. But no matter how many times she looked, her name wasn’t there.

Her heart sank.

Still, she clung to denial. "Maybe you missed it. I’ll check again!"

She was spiraling, pretending to stay calm as she desperately searched for an answer.

"Miss, you can’t go in. Parents aren’t allowed past this point," the nurse stopped her.

Norah's emotions boiled over. "I’m the mother! I just gave birth! Everyone told me my baby was in the incubator! How can he not be here? You’re lying! You’re all lying to me!"

The words echoed in her head. The nurse in her room had said the same thing—the baby was in the incubator. If that was a lie, then what else had they lied about?

"Miss, please calm down," the nurse urged. "We can check again."

"Check again?" Norah’s voice cracked. "You already checked! If you didn’t find him then, how will you find him now? Where is my baby? Where did he go?"

She grabbed the nurse, her desperation overwhelming her.

More nurses rushed in, trying to restrain her.

"Ms. White, please calm down."

But how could she?

"Calm down? Will that bring my baby back? Why are you lying to me?" She turned to the nurse from her room and grabbed her. "You know the truth! Where is my child? Even if I can’t hold him, I should at least see him! Tell me where he is!"

The nurse looked away, unable to answer.

Silence filled the room.

Norah scanned their faces. So many nurses, so many people in this hospital—and yet no one could tell her where her baby was.

Why?

At that moment, Kevin entered the room. He already knew what had happened.

Norah turned to him like he was her last hope. Tears filled her eyes as she rushed to him, grabbing his hand. "Kevin, tell them! Tell them the baby is here! Didn’t you say he had big eyes like mine?"

Kevin’s expression was grim. His brows furrowed, and the look in his eyes made her heart freeze.

"Why aren’t you saying anything?" she asked, her voice shaking.

Kevin clenched his jaw before finally speaking. "The baby... didn’t make it."

Norah’s entire world shattered.

Her pupils dilated. It felt like a thousand bolts of lightning had struck her at once.

Her face turned pale, her legs weak.

"What are you saying...?" She shook her head violently. "No... That’s impossible! He was healthy! How could he die? You’re lying! You have to be lying!"

Her red-rimmed eyes locked onto Kevin as she gritted her teeth. "Why do you always lie to me? Why are you lying about my baby?!"

"I’m sorry," Kevin said softly.

"Sorry? What good is sorry?! Will it bring him back?! What did you do? How could he die?! What did you do to my baby?!"

Kevin’s eyes were bloodshot. His lips pressed into a thin line, his expression filled with suppressed pain.

"He was stillborn."

Norah’s heart broke.

She stared at him, her grief turning into fury. She grabbed Kevin’s arm and sank her teeth into him.

Kevin didn’t flinch. He let her bite him, let her unleash her agony.

Blood dripped from her lips onto the floor.

But it wasn’t enough.

She pulled away, her voice ice-cold. "Kevin, why do you bring disaster into my life? Why did I survive, but my baby didn’t? Why did you keep this from me? Tell me where he is! I need to see him!"

"He’s already been buried," Kevin admitted.

Norah’s body went rigid. "Where?"

"Norah, you just gave birth. You need to rest. Once you recover—"

"Where is my baby buried?!"

"Norah!"

"Kevin!" she screamed. "Tell me, or I will hate you for the rest of my life!"

Kevin’s fists clenched. He saw the raw determination in her eyes. This loss had shattered her.

"It happened so suddenly. He’s buried on the hill behind the hospital."

As soon as she heard the words, Norah bolted.

Kevin reached for her arm. "Don’t go out."

Norah wrenched free. "You have no right to stop me! I endured everything for this baby! And now he’s gone, and we are over! Isn’t this what you wanted?! Are you satisfied now?! You were never fit to be a father! Steven, who’s thousands of miles away, cared more about me than you ever did! Why wasn’t it you who died instead of him?!"

With that, she ran.

Kevin stood frozen. His arm bled freely, his fingers trembling as he clenched his fist.

Norah’s heart was breaking. She had carried that child for ten months, endured everything, just to meet him.

And now he was gone.

It wasn’t fair.

She would have traded her life to save him.

Why was fate so cruel?

Norah fell to her knees at the tiny grave on the hill. She let out a guttural scream and started digging with her bare hands.

Tears streamed down her face.

Her world had collapsed.

There was no reason left to keep going.

Her fingers bled as she dug frantically until she uncovered a small box.

She froze. Her hands trembled as she reached for it.

Tears blurred her vision as she whispered, "Baby... how could this happen? Mommy didn’t even get to name you... She didn’t even get to see you... How could you be gone...?!"

She sobbed, clutching the box to her chest.

She couldn’t take it.

She couldn’t accept it.