Ch. 526: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 526

Chapter 526Baimo shot Freyja a cold glance. "Do I owe you an explanation?"

Freyja’s heart sank. She had no claim over Baimo, and he didn’t need to justify his actions to her.

It hurt, but there was nothing she could do.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she looked at him. "I know I’m not in a position to ask, but… I really want to be with you. If we were together, wouldn’t I be able to help you?"

She suggested a fake marriage, hoping it would give her a chance to win his heart over time.

She believed that feelings could grow if they spent enough time together.

But Baimo’s lips curled into a cold smirk. "You think too highly of yourself."

He turned away, refusing to even look at her. To him, Freyja might as well have been invisible.

Freyja stood there, helpless. She couldn’t force her way into his life.

In the end, she could only watch as he carried on without her.

Baimo brought a bowl of porridge to Cooper, who lay weak and pale in bed.

When Cooper saw him, he croaked, "Uncle… where’s Mom?"

His dark eyes were filled with longing.

Baimo’s heart clenched. Before he’d known Cooper was Norah’s child, he’d even considered sending him away, worried he’d be a burden.

Now, seeing the boy like this, Baimo felt a pang of guilt.

How could someone so young have to endure so much?

Baimo scooped a spoonful of porridge and blew on it gently. "Your mom and dad are busy. I’ll send them a message today, okay?"

Cooper nodded weakly.

Baimo was patient as he cared for Cooper, but Freyja was even more attentive.

She brought snacks and drinks, her voice soft and kind. "Cooper, you can eat these. When you’re feeling better, I’ll take you to see the animals, okay?"

Cooper nodded again, sensing her kindness.

But Baimo knew why Freyja was being so nice to Cooper.

After Cooper finished a small cake, Baimo gave Freyja a look and stepped outside. She followed, her heart racing.

Baimo’s voice was icy. "If you keep ignoring what I’ve told you, I’ll have no choice but to—"

"I just like Cooper. Can’t I visit him? Can’t I be nice to him?" Freyja interrupted, her voice trembling.

It was true—she hoped to win Baimo over through Cooper. But Baimo saw right through her, and his coldness cut deep.

She wanted to prove herself, but he gave her no chance.

His sharp, piercing gaze bore into her. "You can be nice to him, but what’s your connection to him?"

Freyja had no real ties to Cooper. Her concern for him was clearly a ploy to get closer to Baimo.

He wasn’t harsh enough, he realized. Freyja kept pushing, refusing to back down.

Freyja hesitated, then said, "Because he’s the eldest lady’s son and your nephew. I’m not trying to manipulate anyone. I know you’re here, so I came to see you. That’s all."

Her dark eyes were filled with devotion, even a hint of sorrow.

She’d loved Baimo for years, her heart aching for him.

She thought showing her feelings might soften him, that he’d see her efforts and give her a chance.

But she was wrong.

Baimo’s indifference was unwavering. His cold, dark eyes seemed to cut her down where she stood.

"If you keep ignoring my warnings, don’t blame me for being ruthless."

His voice was low, his anger barely contained. He hated when people didn’t take the hint, and he wouldn’t go easy on Freyja just because she was a woman.

He’d already been more patient with her than he would have been with anyone else.

Freyja smiled bitterly. She hadn’t expected Baimo to threaten her like this.

Before she could respond, he turned and walked away, leaving her standing alone.

She watched his retreating figure, her hands clenched into fists.

No. The more Baimo pushed her away, the more determined she became.

If she worked hard enough, he’d have to see her sincerity eventually.

Meanwhile, Baimo returned to Cooper’s side.

Cooper, despite his young age, noticed Freyja’s absence. His small eyes flickered with understanding.

Freyja had been kind to him, and he knew she liked his uncle.

Before Cooper could say anything, Pharaoh spoke up, his voice low. "Even a child can see what’s going on. Don’t tell me you don’t understand."

Baimo didn’t respond. He knew exactly what his father meant.

But Baimo didn’t have feelings for Freyja, and he wasn’t about to settle for someone he didn’t love.

Baimo said flatly, "What, are you suggesting I be with her?"

Pharaoh sighed. "Who you like, who you want to be with—that’s your choice. I can’t interfere."

Baimo smirked. "Then why bring it up? Are you trying to convince me to stay with her, or are you looking for a new partner for me?"

Pharaoh’s lips pressed into a thin line. "I’ve thought about it, but I won’t force you. I’m just saying, sometimes what’s right in front of you is worth considering."

Freyja was a good woman. She genuinely cared for Baimo, which was why she’d come to Pharaoh for help.

But Baimo’s tone remained indifferent. "I have no plans to marry anytime soon."

He wouldn’t compromise, not for anyone.

Pharaoh studied him for a moment, then asked, "Why not?"

His sharp eyes searched Baimo’s face, trying to find some clue.

But Baimo’s expression was unreadable, his dark eyes like a deep, still well.

Pharaoh gave up, sighing softly.

Just then, Norah and Kevin rushed in.

When Norah saw Cooper lying sick in bed, guilt washed over her.

She’d missed five years of his life, and now, even when she was back, she hadn’t been there for him when he needed her most.

Tears stung her eyes. In the end, she and Kevin hadn’t been strong enough.