Ch. 544: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 544

Chapter 544

As soon as Kevin's men started searching, they found Gugny.

She had failed to achieve her goal at the wedding, but she never gave up.

But now that Kevin had found her, she was doomed.

Tied up and dragged in front of Kevin and Norah, Gugny glared at Norah, who lay on the hospital bed receiving an IV drip. Her eyes burned with hatred—she wanted nothing more than to tear Norah apart.

"Kevin and I have come this far, and yet you still won’t give up," Gugny sneered. "I suppose it must be true love, or else you wouldn’t have been so eager to become my son’s stepmother."

Gugny knew Kevin had a son, yet she had refused to back down. Even after learning about Kevin’s wedding, she had persisted. If that wasn’t love, what was it?

Meanwhile, Norah exchanged a glance with Kevin. His unease about leaving her alone with Gugny was obvious.

Norah chuckled. "You're tied up. You're standing at the door. And it’s not just you—your subordinates are there, too. What exactly do you think you can do to me?"

Her words pinpointed Kevin’s concerns. Yet, despite having said nothing to each other beforehand, they both immediately understood what Gugny was thinking. A single look was enough.

Kevin never spared Gugny a glance, let alone shared any unspoken understanding with her.

Gugny felt a pang of envy—jealousy, even hatred.

If Norah hadn’t returned, Kevin would have stayed in Country S. He would have taken over as president, and he would have been with her.

She didn’t care that Kevin already had a child. They would have had children of their own. And besides, the president would have kept Cooper by his side.

But now, there was Norah.

Gugny couldn’t understand what kind of power this woman had over Kevin, how she had bewitched him to the point that he would give up everything—even his life—for her.

Even worse, Norah had somehow become a beloved figure to so many people.

"Kevin and I have come this far, and you still refuse to let go. What do you gain from my death? Do you think you’ll walk away from the capital unscathed?"

Norah’s voice was calm, but her words hit their mark.

Gugny remained silent. She had only wanted to make Norah suffer, but she hadn’t expected Kevin to find her so quickly.

If Norah died, Kevin would never let her go. She would pay with her life—that was inevitable. But Gugny was different from Norah. She had a family duty to fulfill. She couldn’t afford to throw her life away.

"I know all that," Gugny admitted. "But I just can’t accept it. When you were gone, Kevin and I were already set to marry, appointed by the president himself. I worked so hard—"

Before she could finish, Norah cut her off. "You seem to be forgetting something. I was never gone. I was always here. Some things simply don’t belong to you, no matter how hard you try."

Gugny’s face twisted in anger. "Are you mocking me?"

She had never been denied anything in her life. But with Kevin, she had been rejected again and again—humiliated even. And now, Norah was rubbing it in her face.

Norah remained unfazed. "I have nothing to prove to you. Your insecurities don’t affect my life or Kevin’s. Instead, you should ask yourself—what do you really gain by being trapped in Craggaville?"

If Gugny were detained in Craggaville, it would become a political issue between two countries. Maybe the authorities would eventually send her back. But one thing was certain—she would be banned from returning forever.

"I don’t need your lectures, Norah. You just happened to meet Kevin before I did!"

Her gaze burned with resentment, as if to say, What do you have to be proud of?

Norah smiled. "Actually, you might not know this, but before me, there was a woman named Bianca. She met Kevin first."

Bianca had a deeper history with Kevin. She had even saved his life. But in the end, Kevin had chosen Norah.

Sometimes, fate had its own way of deciding things.

Gugny didn’t know Bianca, only Norah. But hearing this, she began re-evaluating her own relationship with Kevin.

When she had first met him, she had been captivated by his striking looks and later, by his strength and status. She had always gotten what she wanted, and Kevin had been her only failure. That sense of defeat had fueled her obsession.

Now, her shoulders sagged. "Norah, I’m sorry."

She lowered her head in apology, finally coming to terms with reality.

Norah had spoken so much in the hopes that Gugny would let go. Now that she had, it was a good thing.

"You may have apologized, but my eyes are still suffering from an allergic reaction because of you. You need to compensate me for that," Norah stated plainly. "Otherwise, I can’t just let you walk away."

Gugny had ruined her wedding and caused her pain. She wasn’t about to let her off scot-free. As long as Gugny stayed out of her and Kevin’s lives, though, she wouldn’t go after her any further.

"Fine," Gugny agreed.

Norah turned to Kevin, asking him to release Gugny.

But Kevin refused.

No one could harm Norah and get away with it.

The pain Norah had suffered—Gugny would suffer, too.

Eye allergies were no joke, and Gugny was beginning to understand that. Yet she couldn’t help but laugh bitterly. "I messed up your wedding. Are you planning to retaliate?"

Kevin’s gaze was cold and merciless. "We’re not as petty as you. Last time, I let you go. This time, I want you to understand the consequences. This is your warning—if you ever provoke us again, I guarantee you won’t even have bones left to bury."

His words sent a chill down Gugny’s spine. His sheer presence was overwhelming.

"Don’t worry," she said, forcing a weak smile. "Your wife convinced me. I see my mistake now. I won’t bother you again. I’m truly sorry for all the trouble I’ve caused."

She bent down and bowed deeply.

Kevin turned away, no longer interested in her. With that, everything in Country S was finally put to rest.

But as soon as Gugny walked out the door, Kevin’s phone rang.

His expression darkened when he saw the caller ID.

"What is it?" he asked after a brief hesitation.

A labored voice answered. "Kevin… things are in turmoil here. Your brothers are tearing each other apart. Only you can come back and restore order…"

It was Mousse, and he sounded exhausted.

But Kevin had made his choice long ago. He had no interest in the affairs of Country S, nor in Craggaville. He had given all that up for Norah.

His voice was low and firm. "If you need someone to take charge, there are plenty of capable people in Country S. Your family has loyal followers, don’t they?"