Ch. 396: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 396

Chapter 396

"Mr. Edwards contacted my..."

Kian didn’t dare tell the truth.

And honestly, he didn’t have to.

Norah stayed silent.

Kevin had reached out to her, but not to Kian. He had cut straight to the point, leaving no room for confusion.

Nellie walked over and took Norah’s hand. "Norah, last time you couldn’t make it, but our drama won another award! I booked a private event at Moonlight—let’s all go celebrate!"

Norah didn’t respond, but before she could, a smooth, amused voice cut through the air.

"Well, what a coincidence."

Everyone turned to look.

Emani approached, carrying a bouquet of flowers.

Nellie grinned. "Then come with us."

"Wait!"

Karina’s sharp eyes locked onto Kian, who had just turned to leave. She spoke firmly. "Hand over your phone."

The crowd froze.

Kian exchanged glances with Norah, and in that moment, everything became clear.

Without hesitation, Kian pulled out his phone, unlocked it, and showed his call log to Norah.

She skimmed the screen.

The first contact was Kevin. When she clicked in, she saw the call had lasted only a few seconds.

Norah didn’t say a word. The tension in the air was thick.

Kian braced himself, thinking she might call Kevin back right then and there. But instead, she handed the phone back and said evenly, "I don’t want the flowers. Figure it out yourself."

Kian felt like crying.

How was he supposed to deal with all these flowers? Wasn’t she making things difficult for him?

Just as he was about to protest, Nellie chuckled. "It’s just a couple of bouquets. Take them home, toss them in the trash, or sell them for five cents on the street—your choice."

Kian winced.

He figured it was safest to drop them off at Norah’s place. If Mr. Edwards found out about this, he’d be in serious trouble.

Karina stayed close to Norah, as she had ever since handling Norah’s hospital discharge.

Now, surrounded by friends, Norah should’ve felt comforted. But she didn’t. The absence of Kevin—and the child she had once dreamed of—left a hollow ache inside her.

A boy...

If her child had lived, he would’ve looked like his father.

The thought stabbed at her heart. She clenched her fists, digging her nails into her palms to keep herself from spiraling.

The private room Nellie booked at Moonlight was one of the largest.

Initially, it had been just Nellie and Sasha, but thanks to Norah, both of their dramas had become major hits, pulling in over a hundred million views.

Gloria stuck close to Norah, trying to lift her spirits. She cracked jokes, sang along when the music started, and encouraged Norah to join in.

Norah went through the motions—she toasted with them, sipped juice when she couldn’t drink alcohol, and forced herself to smile.

Then came the grand finale—a fireworks display spelling out Norah’s initials in the sky.

Sasha had arranged it.

She wanted to make sure Norah knew how much she was appreciated. And to make it even more special, she chose blue fireworks.

She wrapped an arm around Norah’s shoulders. "Do you like them? Aren’t they beautiful?"

"They are," Norah whispered.

They really were.

But the lump in her throat refused to go away.

As she watched the fireworks explode in the night sky, something inside her cracked.

Kevin should’ve been here.

Kevin, who had given her everything.

Kevin, who had even tried to bring Steven back to her.

And then, just like that, the memories came rushing in—the child she never got to hold, the one who had been taken from her before she even had a chance to see him.

She couldn’t think about it. She wouldn’t.

If she did, she’d lose control.

"I'm going to the bathroom," she murmured.

Sasha, always perceptive, noticed the redness in Norah’s eyes and followed her.

She found Norah leaning over the sink, silent tears slipping down her face.

The sight clenched at her heart.

"Norah..." Sasha’s voice was barely above a whisper as she stepped closer.

Norah hadn’t expected her to come. She had been holding it together so well, but now, in front of Sasha, the dam broke.

"Sasha..." Her voice trembled. "I have everything now—fame, fortune. Everyone's celebrating me. I should be happy."

Her breath hitched.

"But I’m not. I feel so empty."

She pressed a hand to her chest.

"Completely empty."

Sasha’s heart twisted.

She knew about Kevin and Norah’s complicated relationship. They had never been the type to openly declare their love, but it was there, in every action, in every moment they had shared.

But now Kevin was gone.

Not just Kevin.

Steven had disappeared while searching for an antidote. Jace was missing too.

And then, there was the child.

The baby Norah never even got to meet.

It wasn’t just emptiness. It was numbness. A never-ending ache that suffocated her.

Sasha squeezed her shoulder. "Norah, you have what so many people only dream of. And people don’t just disappear. Mr. Edwards—he’ll come back when he’s finished with everything."

She said it to reassure her, but deep down, she knew Kevin had already made his choice. He had left everything he had to Norah, ensuring she would be secure, no matter what.

Kevin had loved her enough to risk his life for her.

And when he was done handling whatever had pulled him away, Sasha truly believed he’d return to her side.

And maybe, just maybe, they’d get their chance to start over.

Norah let out a bitter laugh.

Everyone thought she had everything. Money, power, status.

Everyone assumed Kevin would return.

But they didn’t understand.

She didn’t care about any of that.

She had only ever wanted one thing—

For them to face everything together.

"He left me all these things like they’re some kind of promise," she whispered. "But if he never comes back, or if we end up apart, what am I supposed to do with all of this? Eat it?"

Material things meant nothing.

Life wasn’t about wealth or power. It was about love, about the people you held close.

Sasha’s grip on her shoulder tightened. "Kevin left these things for you to give you security. You know him better than anyone, Norah. He wouldn’t have left unless he had no other choice."

Norah’s eyes stung.

Because deep down, she knew Sasha was right.

But that didn’t make the pain any easier to bear.