Ch. 140: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life chapter 140

Chapter 140Norah's voice was steady, almost detached. "I won't ruin Aunt Bonnie's fun, but what about mine?"

Kevin's expression tightened. "Norah, don’t forget—you were the one who told my grandfather you wanted to marry me."

The thought of the $10 million and those shares weighed heavily on Norah's mind. A headache throbbed, and an invisible grip seemed to squeeze her heart. She struggled to breathe. Talking more with Kevin felt pointless, so she leaned against the car window and shut her eyes.

Kevin, noticing her fatigue, stayed silent. The rest of the ride passed in quiet tension.

Soon, the driver pulled up at the mansion gates. Kevin was about to let her rest, but Norah unexpectedly opened the door and stepped out. Her steady stride made Kevin realize she hadn’t been sleeping; she just didn’t want to engage with him.

Kevin’s jaw clenched as he followed. “Take a look around inside. If everything’s fine, we’ll head over to Aunt Bonnie’s to get changed.”

“What could possibly be wrong? A mansion owned by Mr. Edwards has to have the best of everything.” Norah’s smile was thin and cold.

Kevin didn’t respond. Instead, he lit a cigarette. He needed the sharp edge of nicotine right now.

Norah didn’t like the smell of smoke, but she didn’t try to stop him. She used to air out rooms for him and tuck mint sachets into his pockets. That was then.

The sharp, acrid scent of smoke made her instinctively step away. Kevin noticed.

He took a long drag, exhaled slowly, and watched her. Under the thin veil of smoke, his eyes darkened. She was changing. The old Norah would never distance herself like this. She was colder now, even willing to help him search for the mysterious woman from that night.

“Let’s go.” Kevin dropped the cigarette, grinding it under his heel. He’d wanted to show her the villa, but with Norah so indifferent, they moved on to Bonnie’s party.

They climbed into the car, and silence resumed. Kevin held her hand, lacing his fingers tightly with hers, his other arm resting protectively over her shoulders. Norah leaned into him, listening to his steady heartbeat, choosing not to think or feel. The calm was deceptive.

If she kept pushing, Kevin would eventually agree to the divorce. But time was running out—she had to get him to sign before she started showing.

They arrived at Bishu Bay just before midnight. Lights glittered, and music thumped through the air.

Kevin took her hand as they stepped out. Bonnie appeared at the entrance, smiling with satisfaction as she saw them together. “It’s a masquerade. Pick your masks—things are in full swing, and the guests are waiting. I invited a lot of friends.”

Bonnie chose a white butterfly mask for Norah. “White suits you. It’s pure and noble,” she said, gently fastening it over Norah’s face.

Ignoring Kevin, Bonnie linked arms with Norah and led her inside. Kevin started to follow, but a security guard blocked him. “Young master, Miss Edwards' party rules—guests only.”

Kevin’s eyes narrowed as he watched Bonnie lead Norah away. With a resigned sigh, he picked up a metallic silver mask and slipped it on.

When he entered, Bonnie had already ushered Norah to a discreet spot on the second floor overlooking the main hall. The place was packed with people dressed to impress, mingling and moving to the beat.

Norah watched the crowd, sipping juice as Bonnie handed it to her. “Relax, Norah. Tonight, I’ll test Kevin’s true feelings for you,” Bonnie said with a mischievous glint.

“No, Aunt Bonnie, please don’t. I’ve been overwhelmed lately, and I only came tonight because you insisted.”

Bonnie squeezed Norah’s hand. “You’re here, so enjoy it. Trust me.” And with that, she walked away, mask in place, ready to stir things up.

Norah watched as Bonnie approached a man wearing a silver mask. Even through the disguise, she recognized Kevin.

Bonnie smiled slyly. “You’re only here for those shares, aren’t you? Well, I arranged this party for Norah to meet new people. As her soon-to-be ex-husband, why don’t you help evaluate her prospects?”

Kevin’s jaw tightened beneath the mask. “Aunt, stop playing games. I don’t need your tests.”

Bonnie’s eyes twinkled. “Then find Norah in this crowd. Surely you know your own wife?”

She walked off, leaving Kevin to scan the room. He didn’t spot Norah among the swirling figures, but his gaze shifted upward to the second floor.

Norah’s heart skipped. Did he sense her presence, or was it just pride pushing him to search?

Before she could figure it out, a bright voice called out, “Kevin!”

It was a very clear, yellow bird-like female voice.