Ch. 425: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 425
Chapter 425
Norah studied Chana, puzzled by her words. It felt like Chana was dropping hints, but Norah wasn’t sure what she was getting at. She decided to play along. “What are you planning to do for Kevin?” she asked.
Chana laughed lightly. “Captain Edwards has been so kind to me and my son. I’m incredibly grateful. He even offered to take us back to Craggaville. He saved our lives when he was injured, and I don’t know how to repay him.” She paused, then added, “I’ve noticed he’s always alone. Is he single?”
Norah shrugged. “Why don’t you ask him yourself?”
Chana looked embarrassed. “How could I ask something like that? I thought since you’ve talked to him a lot, you might know…”
Norah cut her off. “You’ve been around him for a while now. Shouldn’t you already know? Or are you worried I’ll get in the way of whatever you’re trying to do with him?”
Chana quickly backtracked, her tone softening. “That’s not what I meant at all. Miss Norah, I know Captain Edwards doesn’t feel that way about you. You’ve misunderstood me. Did I offend you? I’m sorry…”
Norah didn’t want to escalate things, so she forced a smile. “If you didn’t mean it that way, then neither did I. Miss Chana, if you want to learn how to cook, maybe ask someone else. I’m not the right person for that. I’m not exactly the type to wash my hands and make soup.”
“Okay, I understand,” Chana said, lowering her head as she slowly walked out.
The moment Chana stepped outside, a small smile crept onto her face. She had expected Norah to be more formidable, but it seemed like there was nothing to worry about. Chana was confident she could handle things from here.
Laundry, cooking, thrifty housekeeping—these were things she could learn. After all, she was a woman, and these skills came naturally. She thought about preparing a special dinner for Kevin tonight.
With that in mind, Chana got to work.
Later that evening, another bonfire was lit. Norah gazed up at the starry sky, feeling a pang of homesickness. She wondered when she’d be able to return home.
“Ms. White!” Levi’s voice broke her thoughts. His hair was still damp as he approached her.
Norah turned to him. “What is it?”
Levi held out a belt. “Captain Edwards left this with me. Can you take it to his tent?”
Norah raised an eyebrow. “Why don’t you do it?”
Levi sighed. “I’m on duty tonight. Everyone’s heading to the river, and I’m about to switch shifts. It’s too late for me to go. Please, can you help me out? If Captain Edwards finds out I messed up again, he’ll definitely punish me!”
Seeing Levi’s pleading expression, Norah reluctantly agreed. “Fine, I’ll take it to his tent.”
“Thanks! You’re a lifesaver!” Levi gave her a thumbs-up before hurrying off.
Norah sighed, holding the belt. She didn’t have much of a choice but to help.
Meanwhile, Chana had learned that Kevin hadn’t eaten dinner. After their mission earlier, everyone had been sweating heavily and had gone to bathe in the river. Seeing that Kevin’s tent was empty, Chana seized the opportunity. She brought in the meal she’d prepared, dressed in her favorite outfit, her hair neatly combed.
Stepping inside, she noticed the air in the tent felt different—charged, almost. She folded the quilt, tidied up the tables, and arranged the food she’d cooked. The ingredients were all from the troops’ supplies.
Chana sat down, waiting patiently. To pass the time, she began organizing Kevin’s clothes, folding them neatly. She wanted to appear helpful, like the perfect homemaker.
Suddenly, she heard a voice outside. “Captain Edwards!”
Chana stood up, her heart racing with anticipation.
Kevin walked in, his hair still wet from the river. The top buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing his toned chest—a testament to his rigorous training. His sharp features and impeccable physique made him undeniably attractive.
Chana approached him with a towel. “Captain Edwards!”
Kevin’s expression turned cold the moment he saw her. “What are you doing here?”
Chana smiled nervously. “I heard you hadn’t eaten tonight, and I didn’t want you to go hungry. I made some homemade dishes for you.” She gestured to the table. “I know you might not be used to the food here, so I tried making some Chinese dishes. They might remind you of home.”
“Get out,” Kevin said, his voice icy.
Chana’s smile faltered. “Captain Edwards…”
“Don’t make me say it again,” he warned, his tone sharp.
Chana’s eyes welled up. This was her only chance, and she couldn’t let it slip away. Desperate, she stepped forward, reaching out to hug him. “Please, don’t send me away. You’re all I have now…”
Just as she moved closer, Norah walked into the tent.