Ch. 152: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life chapter 152

Chapter 152Kevin sat in silence, his lips pressed into a thin line, his expression cold and unreadable.

"Norah, you’re really playing the pity card for this divorce. Maybe I should just get you into show business?" His voice was low and mocking, cutting through the quiet.

Norah was stunned. “You think I’m putting on a show?” she asked, disbelief flashing across her face. “After all this time by your side, don’t you know me better than that?”

She couldn’t help but feel disappointed. “Think what you want. This marriage was always a contract, nothing more. Outside of that, I have my own life, and you have no say in it,” she said firmly.

Kevin didn’t respond, just threw the car into drive and headed back to the mansion. Norah kept silent, resigned to get her things and finally move on. She wouldn’t tolerate being wronged—not by Kevin, not by anyone.

As soon as they arrived, she went straight to gather her belongings. The media had been running wild with accusations, painting her as a schemer, even hinting that she’d poisoned Bianca to get closer to Kevin. Unable to bear the lies, Norah had released evidence online proving her innocence. She posted only one message: “I will not tolerate slander.”

The tide of public opinion quickly turned. Netizens now accused Bianca of orchestrating the scandal to gain sympathy. Comments flooded in, marveling at Bianca’s supposed acting skills and warning others about Kevin’s company, Banyan Media. They painted her as a master manipulator, willing to use her fame and resources to bring Norah down.

Norah didn’t bother reading further. She had done what she needed to; she cleared her name. Now, she just wanted to leave this life behind.

Packing her last bag, Norah turned to find Kevin standing in the doorway, his gaze cold and hard.

"I was going to show you the proof," she said, "but the backlash online was brutal. I had to clear my name.” She paused, gauging his reaction. “Whatever happened with Bianca is between you two. My part here is over.”

Kevin didn’t care for the online noise. His gaze remained fixed on the bag in her hand. "Norah, don’t test my limits," he said, his voice icy.

Norah felt the frustration build. "Is proving my innocence pushing your boundaries, Kevin? Or are you angry because it involves Bianca?"

His silence answered her. For all his composure, his loyalty to Bianca was clear. Norah felt a pang of bitterness but reminded herself that leaving was her only option.

Kevin grabbed her bag and set it aside. "Go back to your room," he commanded, a finality in his tone.

Norah’s eyes flashed with defiance. "I made myself clear in the car. We are in a contract marriage, nothing more. You have no right to keep me here."

She reached for the bag again, her tone calm but resolute. “Ending this marriage will protect you, too. It’s not public, and no one has to know. Even Bianca wouldn’t expose it; it works in her favor.”

Kevin’s jaw tightened. “Are you really set on divorce?”

“Yes,” she said without hesitation.

Better a clean break than endless pain, she thought. She had to think about her child now, and she didn’t want it raised in this toxic environment. This was her baby—hers alone.

Looking at Kevin, her voice was cold but determined. "Kevin, let’s go to the Civil Affairs Bureau. This can be amicable, or it can get ugly. The choice is yours."

Kevin’s mouth curled into a sardonic smile. “Do you really think I’ll let that happen?”

She held his gaze, unflinching. “And do you think I’ll just keep giving in?”