Ch. 150: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life chapter 150

Chapter 150Before Kevin could respond, Gwen abruptly hung up. The "beep-beep" sound echoed in his ear, each tone hitting his heart like a blow. His grip tightened around his phone, and his face darkened, simmering with anger.

Just then, Norah walked in and noticed Kevin holding her phone. Her heart skipped a beat, panic flashing across her face. Did he see my hospital records? The registration, payment details—all of it? She froze as his intense, cold gaze fell on her.

Then, Kevin spoke, his tone razor-sharp. "Norah, did you tell your mother we’re getting a divorce?"

The question took her by surprise, and the tension in her chest eased slightly. She managed a sigh of relief, quickly regaining her composure. "Isn’t it normal to talk to my family about important life decisions?" she replied, keeping her voice steady.

But Kevin wasn’t letting it go. A sneer twisted his mouth as he continued, "You told her before I even agreed to it. That’s what you call normal?" His tone was laced with frustration.

Norah looked down. "I don't see a problem with it, Kevin. Our marriage was always an agreement with an expiration date. When the time’s up, we’re supposed to end this… loveless arrangement." She glanced up briefly, catching his expression. "If you don't want to get a divorce just because I’m the one bringing it up, then fine—why don’t you initiate it?"

Her words hung in the air, and for a moment, Kevin seemed at a loss, like he was trying to fight a battle where he couldn’t land a single hit. Finally, he tossed her phone on the desk and said flatly, "Take your phone. Go back to the mansion."

Norah picked it up without a word and left his office.

Soon after, Scarlet entered with Kevin’s dinner. She set it on his desk and opened the containers, revealing dishes she’d chosen. Unfortunately, the main dish—a sea bass—was garnished with cilantro, something Kevin loathed.

Scarlet immediately noticed her mistake. "Mr. Edwards, I’m so sorry! I forgot to specify your preferences. I wanted to try something new but made a mistake. Here, let me swap it with my own dish." She hurriedly offered him her meal instead. "Would you like a head massage while you eat? I noticed Ms. White did that for you earlier. I could also alert you if any important calls come through…"

Kevin's cold smile cut her off. "Scarlet," he said, his voice chilling, "I hired you because I believe in your ability—not because you could ever replace Norah. If you’re imagining some fantasy of becoming Mrs. Edwards, you’d better get rid of it fast."

Scarlet’s face paled. "No, Mr. Edwards! I’d never—Ms. White brought me in to assist you, and I only want to do my job well. My sole intention is to make things easier for you."

But Kevin had already turned away, dismissing her explanation. "Enough. Don't try to be clever." And with that, he left the office.

Left alone, Scarlet's face tightened with determination. She knew that in Kevin's world, one misstep could end her career. She needed to stay on his good side—no matter what.

Meanwhile, Norah had gone back to her parents’ home instead of the Edwards mansion. She knew her mother, Gwen, understood her arrangement with Kevin, but Gwen’s sudden insistence on a divorce was unusual. What changed? she wondered.

The moment she walked in, her parents were waiting, their expressions serious.

Jack, her father, spoke up right away. "You’re here—good. Don’t go back to Kevin’s. Submit the divorce papers, and if he won’t sign, take it to court."

Confused, Norah looked from her father to her mother. "Dad, Mom, what’s going on?"

Gwen's face hardened as she explained. "Kevin’s mother, Siena, showed up at our house, demanding a divorce! She threatened us, Norah. And if that wasn’t bad enough, she tried to insult us with money—as if we’d sell you off!"

Now it was clear to Norah why her mother had brought up the divorce so boldly. Siena’s arrogant behavior had pushed her over the edge.

She nodded slowly. "Kevin and I are working on it, Mom."

Jack spoke again, this time with a heavy sigh. "I don’t care if we have to fight this, Norah. If you’re not divorced, she’ll just keep causing trouble. Maybe we should even consider moving to avoid dealing with her altogether."

Norah’s heart ached as she looked at her parents, who were ready to uproot their lives to shield her from Siena's wrath. The weight of her decision was growing heavier by the day.