Ch. 485: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 485

Chapter 485

Norah stepped outside for a moment, and when she returned, her words left Jack and Gwen stunned.

The couple felt a sinking premonition, like something heavy was lodged in their throats. Their eyes clouded with worry, they sensed something was wrong but didn’t know where to begin.

Finally, Norah broke the silence. "Mom, Dad, I’m not your biological daughter, but you’ve treated me like your own." With that, she dropped to her knees.

Jack and Gwen moved to pull her up, but Norah was too quick. She kowtowed six times, her eyes red and brimming with emotion.

"I can never repay your kindness," Norah said, her voice trembling. "But please know this—I’ll always see myself as your daughter. You’ll always be my parents. This is all the savings I have on my card."

Norah had always sent them money regularly, but they’d saved every penny, never spending it. Instead, they’d showered her with gifts and cash, worried she might struggle.

But now…

Norah wanted to give them everything at once. She wasn’t sure what the future held, and she didn’t want to leave anything undone.

"Norah! Your dad and I have money. What are you giving us all this for? Do you have something planned? Don’t do anything reckless!" Gwen’s voice cracked as she gripped Norah’s shoulders, her eyes welling up.

Norah’s tone felt final, like she was tying up loose ends. Kevin’s death had devastated her, but life had to go on. The dead couldn’t return, and the living had to keep moving forward.

Jack’s voice broke as tears streamed down his face. "Norah, what’s going on? Did you find your biological parents while you were away? Are they giving you a hard time? Or… are you planning something? Talk to us, please."

Jack’s mind raced with worry. He was terrified Norah might be in trouble or worse—that she might be considering something irreversible.

Norah shook her head. "I didn’t find my biological parents, but I pieced some things together. Mom, Dad, I don’t want to dwell on it. I want to do something meaningful. I’m going to a war-torn area, and I won’t have much time to contact you. That’s why I’m giving you all the money now."

Gwen’s breath hitched. "You… you’re not thinking of becoming a war correspondent, are you?"

Norah didn’t deny it.

Jack and Gwen had always supported Norah’s career, but this—this was too dangerous. They couldn’t accept it.

Jack took Gwen’s hand, his voice trembling. "Norah, when we brought you home, you were so thin and pale. You were sick, and your mother and I nursed you back to health. You may not be our blood, but you’re our daughter. War zones are deadly. If something happens to you, what will we do?"

"Norah, please don’t go," Gwen pleaded, tears streaming down her face. "I know you’re hurting, but time heals all wounds. Stay here with us. If you don’t want to marry, that’s fine. If you don’t want children, we can adopt. Just… don’t leave us."

Norah’s heart ached. These two people, who weren’t even her biological parents, had given her a home and pulled her out of the darkest moments of her life. They were the best parents anyone could ask for.

Her eyes stung, but she forced a smile. "Mom, Dad, I’ve already made up my mind. Kevin died in the line of duty. What he couldn’t finish, I’ll continue in my own way. If I die over there, at least I’ll have contributed to the country and those in need. It’ll be a worthy death."

Norah had made her decision. The night she returned, she’d submitted an application online. With her experience, she’d already received approval. She had three days to settle her affairs before leaving for Country S.

Jack fell silent, and Gwen sobbed uncontrollably.

Finally, Jack relented. "When a bird grows up, it has to leave the nest. Norah, if this is what you’ve decided, then do it well. But promise us you’ll call whenever you can. Your mother won’t sleep if she doesn’t hear from you."

During Norah’s absence, Gwen had barely slept. And when Norah gave birth, they hadn’t been there. It was a regret they carried deeply.

Their kindness broke Norah’s heart. They’d lost so much—their grandchild, Kevin, and now they were facing the possibility of losing her too.

Jack’s tears flowed freely as he pulled Norah close. "Norah, please don’t go. I’ve changed my mind. Stay with us. Even if we have to support you for the rest of your life, it’s fine. If something happens to you, what will we do? I know you have your beliefs, but your mom and I… our only belief is you."

Norah’s heart felt like it was being torn apart.

She knew her biological father was Pharaoh, but she had no idea who her mother was. Baimo had never mentioned her, and Pharaoh had never brought her up. It was as if her biological mother didn’t exist.

But here were Jack and Gwen, her adoptive parents, who loved her unconditionally. They were everything Pharaoh, with his cold experiments and selfish ambitions, could never be.

Norah wrapped her arms around them. "I know how much you care. I understand. But I have to go…"

Her resolve was unshakable. What could they do but accept it?

"Let’s prepare a meal. Our daughter needs to eat well before she leaves," Jack said, handing Gwen a tissue while discreetly wiping his own tears.

Norah fought to keep her emotions in check.

Soon, Gwen had prepared a feast. Though their hearts were heavy, they respected Norah’s decision. They not only returned her bank card but also gave her another, their love and support unwavering even in the face of their deepest fears.