Ch. 561: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 561

Chapter 561

They arrived at the entrance of the night market. From a distance, the place looked dim and crowded. Kevin immediately pulled Norah into his arms and whispered, “Let’s go change first. I don’t want anyone putting their hands on you.”

Norah snorted. “Oh really? Didn’t think about that when you picked out my dress? I’m not changing. You actually look good tonight, and I want people to see it. Not changing.”

Kevin couldn’t argue with her. He could only stay close and shield her as best he could.

Norah decided to enjoy herself and let go of her worries.

Whenever she saw something good to eat, she tried it and handed the leftovers to Kevin. If she couldn’t finish it, he got the rest. When something looked fun, she jumped in. If it got scary, she ran straight into Kevin’s arms.

She sparkled like the brightest star in the sky—playful, glowing, and catching everyone’s eye.

Naturally, that also drew in the wrong kind of attention.

While waiting in line for ice cream, someone bumped into Norah, and her expression instantly darkened.

Kevin noticed. “What’s wrong?”

“Someone touched my butt.”

Norah scanned the crowd, but no one stood out. Still, she was sure about what happened.

Kevin’s face turned grim.

He grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the clothing store next door. His tone was firm. “Change. Or we’re going home. Now.”

“Why are you yelling? It’s not like it was my fault.”

“I know it’s not. But I’m upset. For you, and for me.”

Who could really understand Kevin’s frustration? His woman had just been harassed, and he didn’t even know who did it—so there was no way to do anything about it.

Feeling wronged, Norah picked out the most conservative outfit she could find and stormed into the fitting room.

She didn’t come out right away, figuring Kevin must be angry and deserved to wait.

Let’s see who gets more anxious—him or me.

But when she finally stepped out, Kevin was gone.

“Wow, Kevin. Really?” she muttered, stomping her foot. Furious, she got dressed and headed out to find him.

The market was packed, full of noise and voices calling out deals.

Norah wandered aimlessly through the crowd, unable to find him.

Just as she was about to give up and head back alone, she heard Kevin’s voice coming from a nearby alley.

“Ma’am, why are you blocking my way with flowers? I’m not who you’re looking for.”

He sounded frustrated. A woman in a long dress stood in front of him.

From behind, her figure wasn’t bad—maybe even close to Norah’s.

The woman blushed. “Sir, I think I fell for you the moment I saw you. I know this sounds sudden—it shocked me too—but when we crossed paths at the corner, my heart started racing. I’ve never felt anything like it. I know it’s real love.”

Kevin frowned, slightly annoyed. Why hadn’t he thought of saying stuff like that when he was chasing Norah?

The woman kept going. “Can you give me a chance? I want to be with you.”

She held out a massive bouquet of flowers—bigger than the one at the hotel earlier.

Norah, hiding nearby, clenched her fists. If Kevin dared to say yes, he was going to regret it.

The breeze carried the scent of grilled meat from the night market.

Kevin smiled slightly. “Miss, I’m married. See this ring? My wife gave me a beautiful baby boy. If we hadn’t wanted some time to ourselves tonight, you’d be meeting him too.”

“But sir…”

“Yes, my wife’s right in front of that shop. Want me to take you to meet her?”

He pointed toward the alley’s entrance—where Norah was standing.

She ducked out of sight, heart racing.

Then she heard the woman say, sounding disappointed, “It’s clear you love your wife. She’s lucky. You and I just weren’t meant to be. I won’t give you these flowers after all.”

That’s it?

You’re not even going to fight for it?

Norah screamed internally. Still, she couldn’t help worrying. What if the woman kept coming back?

It’s not about whether your man cheats—it’s about whether another woman is serious.

No guy can completely ignore someone throwing themselves at him.

“Kevin, you’re something else,” she muttered under her breath.

Suddenly, someone stepped in front of her. She looked up—and saw Kevin’s warm gaze.

“Didn’t that woman come to find you? Why don’t you go be with her? Just say yes already, like this…”

“Okay, I’ll go.”

Norah grabbed his arm. “You better not.”

Kevin smirked, stealing a quick kiss. “I wouldn’t dare. I won’t. I’ve got you and Cooper—that’s all I need.”

With that promise, Norah smiled.

That little scene helped them forget the earlier harassment. After they’d eaten their fill and walked around the market some more, Norah started yawning nonstop.

It was getting late.

Kevin hailed a cab and took her to the hotel. He clearly had no intention of going home that night.

Valentine’s Day always brought an extra spark—young couples celebrating with passion, while the older ones reflected quietly.

The night slipped by.

By the time morning came, Norah slowly woke up, still dazed. Her mind was spinning with flashes from the night before.

She shook her head and tried to snap out of it.

Then she checked the time—it was way past when Cooper needed to be dropped off at school.

Panicked, she changed quickly and rushed downstairs, not even checking if Kevin was still asleep.

“Honey, what’s the rush? Can’t you tell I’m nervous here?”

Bonnie greeted her at the door, clearly distressed. When Norah looked confused, Bonnie leaned in and whispered, “I really need your help this time.”

Norah followed her gaze to a young man sitting by the window, watching them.

“What’s going on?”

“Mike. We met at an event a few months ago. He’s been trying to get me to go out with him ever since. I didn’t meet him last night, and now he’s here…”

Before she could finish, Mike walked over.

He glanced at Norah, then raised an eyebrow. “Bonnie, is this your girlfriend?”

Bonnie nodded and wrapped her arm around Norah. “Why, don’t we look alike? People say we make a great couple.”

Norah nearly groaned out loud. Bonnie had backed herself into a corner—and this was her only way out?

Isn’t she worried no one will want to marry her later?

“Hi, I’m Mike—Bonnie’s admirer,” he said, testing them. “She said you two are together, but I don’t buy it.”

Norah was uncomfortable. How do you even prove something like that? Say it’s not safe for kids?

Mike had no shame, but Norah still had her pride.

Then an idea popped into her head. She blinked, and tears welled up in her eyes.

“Babe,” she said, voice trembling, “last night you said I was the only one. And now you’re meeting someone else first thing in the morning? Were you lying to me?”

“No! I’d never lie to you!” Bonnie panicked—completely out of her depth, especially with anything LGBTQ-related.

Norah stepped in front of Bonnie, gently cupping her face so she had to look at her.

“Then swear to me. Swear that I’m the only one you love. Promise you’ll cut ties with him—no meetings, no business, nothing.”

She choked up halfway through. Even Mike started to feel bad.

Bonnie saw his expression shift and turned to him, serious now. “Mike, you see how upset she is because of you. I think it’s best if we don’t talk again.”