Ch. 138: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life chapter 138

Chapter 138Cody rose from his chair and moved toward Kevin, extending his hand as if to check Kevin’s pulse.

Kevin pulled back, annoyance flashing across his face. “Find a reliable psychologist for Bianca,” he said.

Hearing Bianca’s name, Cody’s expression darkened. “Kevin, you’ve been married for three years. Aren’t you worried about what Norah might think?”

“It’s just to help,” Kevin replied coolly.

Cody raised an eyebrow, unconvinced. “Helping leads to complications. A marriage is built on commitment—don’t forget that. You need to value what you have.”

He clapped Kevin’s shoulder, a hint of warning in his touch. Kevin nodded, a brief, muted acknowledgment, but Cody knew he’d step in regardless.

As Cody made the call to set things up, Kevin's eyes kept flicking to his phone, hoping for a message from Norah. None came.

Meanwhile, Norah strolled along the sidewalk, letting the night air clear her head. When hunger finally caught up to her, she called her friend, Gloria.

“I’m starving. Order some takeout—I’ll grab a cab and be there soon.”

“Got it,” Gloria answered before the line disconnected.

…

Cody had reached out to a psychiatrist named Ezra Schultz. “She’s an old college friend, works at the Second Hospital. She can pose as a friend if needed,” Cody explained, recalling the most discreet option he could think of.

Kevin nodded. “Set it up for tomorrow at noon.”

Cody glanced at Kevin, noting the way his attention drifted to his phone. “You seem… out of sorts. I’m on night duty, so I can’t grab a drink with you. But if you’ve got a problem, deal with it head-on.”

Kevin shot him a glare before walking out of the hospital. Cody shook his head, a mix of worry and frustration in his eyes.

Kevin tried calling Norah, but her phone was on “Do Not Disturb.” No answer. His jaw tightened. Of all the places she could go, Gloria’s was the most likely.

Gripping his phone, Kevin caught the driver’s eye as he exited the hospital.

“Mr. Edwards!” The driver approached quickly.

“Take me to the mansion,” Kevin ordered.

It wasn’t far, and soon, the sound of the car pulling up echoed through the estate. Siena, seated in the living room, heard the engine and sat up straighter. When Kevin entered, his tall frame cast a long shadow across the entryway.

“At the Gingras dinner, did you remember that you’re the Edwards heir?” Siena’s sharp eyes narrowed on him, voice slicing through the silence.

Kevin’s expression stayed cold. “I’m not a child, Siena.”

Her eyes darkened, frustration boiling over. “Don’t forget, without me, you wouldn’t be where you are today!”

He met her glare with a cold smirk. “A moment of good doesn’t erase a history of wrongs.”

Without waiting for a reply, he walked past her, heading upstairs. Siena’s face flushed with rage. If this continued, Norah would become the matriarch of the Edwards family. She couldn’t let that happen.

A dangerous glint appeared in her eyes as she clenched her fists.

…

At Gloria’s apartment, Norah walked in, exhaustion etched across her face. Gloria took one look at her and knew things weren’t good.

“If you’re set on divorce, you need to brace yourself. But if not, think about how to move forward,” Gloria said, guiding Norah to the couch and opening the takeout boxes.

She barely had a chance to eat before nausea rolled over her, forcing her to the bathroom. The bile that rose was sharp and bitter, leaving her gasping as she turned on the faucet.

From the doorway, Gloria called out, “What’s your next move, Norah?”

Wiping her face, Norah answered, “Divorce. If he doesn’t agree, I’ll find a lawyer and fight for it.”

This wasn’t something she planned to discuss with Kevin. First step: separation. If he was at the hospital with Bianca, then she knew where his heart lay. And with Siena’s looming disapproval, it only got more complicated.

Gloria frowned, worry deepening the lines on her face. “Going up against Kevin legally? Your chances aren’t great. We might need to go public first.”

Norah’s brow furrowed. “What do you mean, ‘go public’?”

“Expose him on social media. Accuse him of infidelity or being an absent husband. Public pressure could force his hand,” Gloria suggested, watching Norah’s reaction.

The idea sat heavily between them. Men valued their reputation, and Siena, in particular, wouldn’t take such exposure lightly.

Norah’s throat tightened. She knew that Kevin’s heart had always belonged to Bianca. Thinking about their connection only deepened the ache.

“I want this to be amicable,” she said, voice soft but firm.

Gloria sighed. “You still care about him. That’s why he holds all the power.”

Norah stayed silent. Gloria wrapped an arm around her shoulders. “Enough talk for now. Eat what you can, or I’ll have to nurse you back to health myself.”

A small smile broke through Norah’s exhaustion. She forced down a few bites before washing up and settling into a restless sleep. In the haze of her dreams, Kevin’s voice seemed to whisper through the dark.