Ch. 137: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life chapter 137

Chapter 137Kevin pushed Norah aside as he answered the call. She heard Bianca’s shaky voice clearly: “Kevin, I’m so scared… Can you come? I thought I saw Lola again, ah—!”

The call abruptly ended with a sharp beep.

Kevin tucked his phone away and spoke to the driver, “Take me to the hospital first, then drop Norah at the Edwards Mansion.”

His tone left no room for argument.

“Yes, sir,” the driver said, immediately changing their route.

In under forty minutes, they reached the hospital entrance. Kevin glanced at Norah, who sat stiffly beside him. “I’ll be back later. I expect you to be at home when I return,” he said firmly.

Without waiting for a response, he exited the car, leaving her with the sting of his words and an ache that spread through her chest. He was possessive, jealous—furious even—when other men were involved with her. Yet, when it came to Bianca, she knew he’d cross any line.

The driver watched anxiously as Norah opened the car door. “Ma’am, Mr. Edwards told me to take you to the mansion. Please don’t make this difficult for me.”

Norah's expression turned cold. “You said your piece. Now, don’t follow me.”

She couldn’t bear the idea of waiting in that empty mansion while Kevin was at Bianca’s side. The driver hesitated but took a step back as Norah walked away into the night. Frustrated, he called Kevin.

Kevin was just outside Bianca’s hospital room when he answered. “What is it?”

“Mr. Edwards, Miss White refused to go to the mansion, and she didn’t let me follow her.”

Kevin frowned, picturing Norah’s defiant eyes. “Got it.” He hung up, typing a quick text to Norah: Don’t make me come after you.

Inside the hospital room, Bianca sat hunched on the bed in her gown, eyes wide with fear and expectation as Kevin walked in.

“You’re overthinking this,” Kevin said, keeping his distance. “Lola’s downfall was her doing, not yours. You can’t let it break you.”

Bianca clutched her blanket, her voice trembling. “I can’t help it, Kevin. I see her in my dreams. Life feels so fragile…”

“Everything has its consequences,” he said, his gaze cool and detached. “If this continues, I’ll have to call a psychiatrist.”

“No!” Bianca’s eyes filled with panic. “If people find out I’m seeing a psychiatrist, the crew won’t want me. My career will be over. I beg you, don’t do this to me. I need you, Kevin… only you can help me hold on.”

Kevin’s face hardened. “Bianca, I’m only here out of obligation. You saved my life once, and I owe you that. But don’t twist it into something it’s not.”

“Don’t say that!” Bianca’s voice cracked as she reached for him, her fingers brushing his wrist. Kevin pulled away, his patience wearing thin.

“I’m calling the doctor,” he said, turning his back as she called after him, desperation seeping into her tone.

Minutes later, a doctor entered, syringe in hand. Bianca’s eyes glistened with unshed tears as the sedative took effect. “Kevin, I’m really scared. Just a few moments of your time every day, that’s all I need,” she whispered before drifting off.

Kevin stood there, unmoved. When she was asleep, he walked out and found Cody on duty.

Cody raised an eyebrow. “What brings you here, away from your wife?”

Kevin’s eyes narrowed. “Guess.”

Cody smirked. “Got yourself hurt, did you? Or is it… you know…”

“Get out,” Kevin snapped, his patience gone.

Cody held up his hands with a grin. “Fine, fine. What’s really going on?”