Ch. 541: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 541

Chapter 541

Pharaoh gently patted Cooper's small head. "We've already eaten. Cooper, why don't you ask if Mom and Dad have eaten yet?"

"Okay."

Cooper spoke slowly, but his words were clear and deliberate. He then turned to Norah and repeated exactly what Pharaoh had told him.

Norah beamed with joy. It was the longest, most complete sentence Cooper had spoken in a while.

"Mom and Dad have eaten," she assured him. "And guess what? We ran into your uncle here. Cooper, do you want to come over and play with us?"

As she spoke, she motioned for Kevin to join in. If Cooper wanted to come, they could easily make arrangements to bring him over.

Kevin smiled warmly at their son. "Cooper, do you want to come?"

Cooper shook his head. He glanced at Pharaoh before saying, "I... stay... Grandpa... Grandpa wants me..."

"Alright then. You stay with Grandpa and be a good boy, okay?" Norah said softly. "When we come back, we'll bring you gifts. And next time, we’ll take you out to play."

Kevin had also considered bringing Cooper along, but he and Norah rarely had time alone together. This trip was a chance to make up for lost time. Since Cooper was in good hands, it was the perfect opportunity to enjoy some time as a couple.

"Okay," Cooper responded, nodding firmly.

It was undeniable that spending time with Pharaoh had done wonders for Cooper. If Pharaoh stayed in the capital long-term, it would not only be good for Cooper but would also strengthen his bond with Norah.

Norah chatted with Cooper for a while longer before the camera shifted to Pharaoh. After exchanging a few words with him, she finally ended the call.

Kevin wrapped his arms around her. "It's best for Cooper to stay with his grandpa for now. His condition has improved, and Pharaoh is helping him a lot."

"I just want what's best for him," Norah said wistfully, leaning into Kevin.

Kevin glanced at the untouched food. "Are you sure you don’t want any of this?"

Norah shook her head.

Kevin's hand, however, began to wander. The next second, he pulled her down onto the bed.

Norah shot him an incredulous look. "Kevin! It’s the middle of the day! What are you doing?"

Kevin smirked. "So what? The others aren’t here, so we should make the most of our time. And…" He pulled the covers over them. "If we pull the quilt up, it’s dark!"

Norah tried to push him away, but Kevin was relentless. Soon, she was completely overpowered.

The next day, they mapped out a new travel itinerary. Since they had run into Baimo and Freyja, the four of them decided to travel together.

As soon as Norah saw them, she couldn't help teasing. "So, how was sharing a bed last night? Sleep well?"

Baimo immediately knew Norah had orchestrated the bed situation. He glanced at her but said nothing.

Norah grinned mischievously. "Brother, a true gentleman helps others find happiness. I was just giving you a little push in the right direction. Why do you look like you want to scold me?"

"Oh, thank you so much," Baimo replied dryly, though there was no real annoyance in his tone.

Before long, they arrived at a scenic spot. But in the blink of an eye, Baimo and Freyja became separated from Norah and Kevin.

Freyja instinctively wanted to find them, but Baimo stopped her. "We’re adults. Plus, we have GPS on our phones. We won’t get lost. Let’s explore this way."

Freyja considered his words and realized he had a point. She followed him in a different direction.

After walking a short distance, they encountered a little girl selling flowers. She looked no older than seven or eight, her frame thin, her clothes worn.

"Sister!" The little girl ran up to Freyja, holding out a bouquet. "You're so pretty. Would you like to buy some flowers?"

Before Freyja could answer, the girl quickly added, "I picked these this morning. They’re fresh, and I’m selling them cheap. Plus, it’s buy one, get one free!"

Hunger gnawed at the little girl’s stomach. She hadn’t sold a single bouquet all day, and her mother was gravely ill at home. Her younger sister needed food. If she couldn’t make money today, what would they do?

As these thoughts swirled in her head, her eyes welled up with unshed tears.

Freyja’s heart ached. "How many flowers do you have? I’ll buy them all."

They were from the same country. It was only right to help each other. The money meant little to her, but to the girl, it was everything.

"Sister, are you serious?" The little girl stared at her, hardly daring to believe it.

Freyja nodded. "Of course. Just tell me how much it is."

The little girl’s face lit up. With this money, she could buy food and medicine for her mother. Today must be her lucky day!

She hurriedly bent down to calculate the total, even offering a discount for the bulk purchase.

Freyja handed over more money than necessary. "Take this, and keep it safe. Don’t let anyone see."

The little girl hesitated. "Sister, this is too much. My flowers aren’t worth that much."

"Consider it an advance payment. Next time I see you, I’ll buy more." Freyja bent down to pick up the flowers.

She couldn’t carry them all alone, so she turned to Baimo. "Can you help me with these?"

"Of course," he said, taking the flowers from the basket.

The little girl hesitated for a moment before accepting the extra money. She silently promised herself that if she ever saw this kind lady again, she would give her even more flowers.

What none of them realized was that a group of thugs had been watching from the shadows.

"Let’s head over and grab a snack," Freyja suggested after securing the flowers. She and Baimo walked away.

But as soon as they left, the gang of thugs pounced. They snatched the little girl’s money and ran.

"Give it back! That’s my hard-earned money!" The girl cried out, chasing after them.

But how could a small, malnourished child outrun a gang of grown men?

Freyja heard the commotion. She shoved the flowers into Baimo’s arms. "Wait here for me—I’ll be right back!"

Before he could respond, she had already dashed toward the gangsters.

Not far ahead was a small pond, where many people stood admiring the scenery.

Freyja stormed up to one of the thugs, grabbed his ear, and snapped, "Stealing from a child? Have you no shame? Give her money back. Now!"