Ch. 142: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life chapter 142

Chapter 142Norah was dumbfounded, and she didn't know why Kevin suddenly reacted so much.

“Are you feeling better?” she asked Kevin, sidestepping his comment.

Kevin closed his eyes and sighed, letting the tension melt away. "Yeah, much better," he murmured.

Norah kept massaging his temples, even as her hands began to ache. Soon, Kevin’s breathing softened into a steady rhythm, signaling he’d fallen asleep. Gently, she draped a blanket over him and left the office, only to bump into Scarlet on her way out.

"Ms. White," Scarlet greeted, her eyes flickering with curiosity.

Norah had been in Kevin's office for over an hour—a detail not lost on anyone after Kevin's dramatic show at last night’s party. The gossip mill was turning, and even Scarlet couldn’t ignore it. Without engaging, Norah returned to her desk.

A message from Gloria appeared: “Have you thought about my proposal?”

Norah replied, “Been too busy to give it proper thought.”

Her response was evasive, reflecting her reluctance to confront the issue head-on. Despite everything, she couldn't bring herself to be completely cold toward Kevin.

As noon approached, Kian arrived with lunch. As usual, Norah went to the office to prepare the meal for Kevin. They sat across from each other as they ate, Kevin unscrewing her water bottle without a word.

But the moment Norah tasted the sweet-and-sour pork ribs, her stomach churned. She tried to mask her discomfort, but Kevin noticed.

“If your stomach’s acting up, let’s get you checked out,” he said, putting his chopsticks down.

“It’s fine,” Norah insisted, brushing it off. “Just a bit of indigestion. And honestly… I don’t want to go to the hospital with you.” She’d managed to keep this private so far; she didn’t want that to change.

“Alright,” Kevin replied, dialing Cody instead. “Let’s at least get you some medicine.”

When Cody answered, Kevin asked him to prescribe something for Norah’s stomach. The sound of Cody’s exasperated sigh came loud and clear through the phone.

“Just go to any pharmacy and pick up some antacids, Mr. Edwards,” Cody grumbled before hanging up.

Unfazed, Kevin went out himself and returned ten minutes later with the medication in hand.

“Take one after eating,” he instructed.

Norah nodded, feeling a knot form in her throat. The simple act of him going to the pharmacy himself stirred something deep within her.

As she took her pill, Kian entered with an update. “Mr. Edwards, the Jenkins team has arrived at the Hilton.”

Kevin turned to Norah, his expression softening. “You stay here and take it easy. I’ll bring Kian along this time.”

Though Scarlet was his new assistant, Kevin’s choice made his indifference to her clear. Scarlet, however, didn’t seem to get the message.

When Kevin left, she sighed dramatically at her desk. “Ms. White, do you think Mr. Edwards dislikes me because I’m too smart?”

Norah looked up calmly. “Your focus should be on doing your job, not on whether he likes you or not.”

Scarlet seemed to take this to heart. “You’re right,” she said, nodding. “I shouldn’t be so impatient.”

After work, Norah decided to visit her parents. But when she arrived, she was surprised to find Sierra and her mother, Linda, waiting.

They looked different this time—no arrogance, just quiet remorse.

“Norah,” Sierra began, her voice unsteady, “Lola’s gone. I’m working now to pay back the money my dad owed. Thank you… for everything.”

Norah kept her expression neutral, though the tension in the room was palpable.

Sierra looked down, nervous. “Did you help me get the job at Gingras?”

“Yes,” Norah replied, her tone direct. “But the job’s yours to keep if you do it well. Use this opportunity.”

Tears filled Linda’s eyes. “Thank you, Norah. You’ve done more than we deserve.”

After they left, Gwen turned to Norah, worry creasing her brow. “Honey, you’re too good-hearted. I don’t want to see you get hurt.”

Norah just smiled. “If they don’t change, I’ll be the first to walk away.”

Gwen relaxed and smiled warmly. “It’s rare for you to be home. Anything special you’d like to eat?”

Norah’s eyes lit up. “Hot and sour noodles, please! And maybe some crayfish?”

Home brought a different kind of comfort, one that melted away the stresses of work. Her parents moved to the kitchen together, exchanging smiles as they cooked.

Over dinner, Gwen couldn’t help but notice how heartily Norah was eating, even picking out the chili peppers. She paused, watching her daughter closely.

“Norah,” she asked suddenly, “could you be… pregnant?”