Ch. 121: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life chapter 121

Chapter 121

"I told my dad that my cousin bullied you and got you detained by the police. He was furious and confronted my cousin, but he wouldn’t have gone as far as kidnapping her. Could it be like my cousin said—someone is working behind the scenes? Think about the woman who helped us. Could it have been her…?"

The thought left Sierra feeling terrified.

Why would someone help them for no reason?

Unless they had a motive…

Could her father have believed that woman’s lies too?

"No, it’s impossible…" Linda muttered, refusing to accept it.

Sierra continued, "If someone else killed Dad, what are we going to do?"

She was at a loss, struggling to find a way to avenge her father and bring the murderer to justice.

"All done?" Kevin’s tall frame was waiting by the car behind him. As soon as he saw Norah approaching, he asked.

Norah looked up and replied, "Yes, all done."

"Everyone else is back already. Why did you take so long?" Kevin noticed she was the last to return.

Norah didn’t try to hide it. She explained, "I ran into Lola and your mother. We talked for a bit."

Kevin frowned slightly and lowered his gaze. "They’re here?"

"They said they came for sightseeing," Norah answered.

Kevin went quiet, and Norah debated whether to tell him about being framed and her uncle’s kidnapping. She hesitated, thinking it might just create more trouble for him.

"Let’s go back," she decided.

She moved toward the car, but when she noticed Kevin hadn’t budged, she turned back.

Kevin stood with one hand in his pocket, sensing there was more to the story. He asked in a serious tone, "Why would they come here for sightseeing? And what did they talk to you about?"

Norah kept her voice indifferent, "What would your mother possibly say to me?"

Kevin seemed to grasp the situation, but her demeanor made him press further. "Lola’s pregnancy—don’t you have anything to ask me?"

"You haven’t been home lately," Norah replied curtly.

Kevin acknowledged, "Yeah."

Between the hospital and work, Kevin hadn’t gone back to the Edwards’ house since Norah left.

Norah’s face remained expressionless. "Your mother is taking care of Lola now, for the sake of her grandson. They seem to get along well, and your family’s future looks bright. Your mother is just waiting for the baby’s arrival."

Her words danced around the issue, making it all the more awkward.

Kevin kept his calm but pressed on. "You still haven’t answered my question."

Norah met his gaze. "You already know everything. You were looking for this woman, and now she’s pregnant. What else is there to ask?"

She was only doing what she had to.

Kevin’s eyes narrowed. He stared at Norah intently. "The security footage from that night disappeared. There’s no proof this woman was ever in my room. How could everything fall into place so smoothly?"

Norah had assumed Kevin was easily fooled, but his suspicion was stronger than she thought.

Kevin climbed into the car, his face hardening as he looked straight ahead. "I suspect someone deliberately deleted the footage," he stated.

Norah’s body tensed.

Kevin wasn’t convinced Lola was involved at all. His theory left Norah feeling exposed and anxious.

"And you, Norah…"

He called her out directly, and she couldn’t keep her composure anymore.

Norah stared at him, finding his expression colder than ever. He spoke firmly, "You’ve been acting strange lately. Are you scared I’ll discover something?"

Norah’s heart skipped a beat. "Strange? What have you found?"

Kevin replied, "Since the moment you brought that woman into my life, I’ve found your behavior suspicious. And you’ve been sneaking off to the hospital."

Norah avoided eye contact. "My life is normal. You’re just imagining things."

"Then give me a real explanation," Kevin demanded. "Something that makes sense!"

He had a gut feeling that she was hiding something, a secret he couldn’t quite decipher. He wanted her to come clean.

Norah clasped her hands together to steady herself. "Kevin, haven’t you noticed that you’re acting strange too?"

"Me?" Kevin was taken aback by her deflection.

Her reasoning seemed flimsy to him.

"What’s wrong with me?" he asked.

Norah explained, "You’ve been paying more attention to me lately."

Kevin stayed silent, his lips pressed tight.

"Little things I do make you suspicious because you’re overanalyzing," Norah continued. "You never cared if I went to the hospital or what I did with my day. Even my small habits—like my love for milk—never caught your attention before. Lately, you’re getting to know me better, thinking about me more. Haven’t you noticed how focused you are on me?"

She paused before adding seriously, "Do you like me, Kevin?"

Kevin stiffened at her question. His expression darkened as he replied coldly, "Norah, you’re crossing the line."

She looked away, already expecting his reaction.

Once, she might have dreamed of more, but now she was only trying to deflect his attention.

She didn’t want Kevin to dig too deep.

"I knew I was crossing the line," Norah admitted softly. "But I remember what you told me on our wedding day. You told me to know my place and not to overstep. You warned me that if I did, you’d show me the consequences."

Her voice grew heavy, as if drained of all energy. "I’ve kept that in mind—never to cross the line."

Even if she was carrying his child, she didn’t dare tell him.

She feared the consequences too much.

"It’s good that you remember," Kevin responded coolly, shutting down any further thought on the matter.

He hadn’t considered it at all.

When the car stopped, Norah didn’t hesitate. She opened the door and got out.

As she was about to leave, Kevin’s voice stopped her.

"You’ve worked hard by my side all these years."

Norah turned back and asked, "Kevin, do you even know how long we’ve known each other?"

Without missing a beat, Kevin answered, "Seven years."

But she’d known him for thirteen.

Norah gave him a faint smile. "It’s good that you remember."