Ch. 166: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life chapter 166

Chapter 166

The man’s gruff voice rang out from across the room, snarling, “Who’s this pretty boy, huh? Think you’re some knight in shining armor? I’ll crush you!”

He lunged forward, his movements aggressive and forceful.

But Kevin didn’t flinch. With a quick, calculated kick, he sent the man sprawling.

Thud! The man hit the floor, groaning.

Still holding Norah close, Kevin made a call. “Esteban, get a few guys over here and handle the brute outside the private room. Tell Cody to bring a medical kit to me, pronto.”

With that, Kevin ushered Norah into the private room.

The man, now wide-eyed, realized Kevin wasn’t someone to mess with. Panicking, he tried to scramble to his feet and flee. But as Esteban, Cody, and Bonian arrived, there was no escape.

Meanwhile, Cody entered the private room carrying the medical kit.

“Check her injuries,” Kevin commanded.

Cody glanced at Norah, noting the red mark on her cheek from the slap. “Where else are you hurt?” he asked.

Norah’s voice was barely audible, “Just…just the slap.”

She was shaken. Her luck had run out tonight, and if Kevin hadn’t intervened, things would have taken a dangerous turn.

Cody said, “I’ll grab some ice. You’ll need it for the swelling.” He placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “Don’t worry about it—Kevin’s got you covered.” With a wink, he left, mumbling to himself about how overprotective Kevin was.

Once Cody left, the room fell silent, leaving just Norah and Kevin.

A few moments later, there was a knock. “Your ice pack,” a staff member announced.

Kevin gestured for him to enter, then wrapped the ice in a towel and pressed it gently to Norah’s cheek, his hand steady and focused.

Norah, feeling the cool relief on her stinging cheek, mumbled, “I wasn’t trying to get in trouble—I tried to avoid him…”

Kevin’s intense presence and slight smell of alcohol lingered as she thanked him softly. “Thank you.”

His expression grew colder. “There’s no need to thank me. Just remember, everything between us is an exchange.”

Norah swallowed hard, realizing that to Kevin, this was simply about repaying a debt. She nodded, “Got it. Are we leaving now?”

“Soon,” he replied, placing the ice pack in her hand. “You represent the Edwards family. Stay composed.”

The reality stung. He’d saved her because it was expected, not out of care.

Esteban had the drunken attacker bound in another private room, knowing Kevin would want to deal with him personally. The man thrashed against his bindings, his face twisted in anger.

Kevin entered the room and, without hesitation, grabbed a nearby bottle, smashing it over the man’s hand.

The man’s screams filled the room as Kevin coldly instructed his guards, “Make sure he leaves this city as a beggar.”

Esteban watched, uneasy yet impressed by Kevin’s ruthlessness.

When Kevin returned to Norah, she could smell a faint hint of blood, and the sight of him made her stomach churn. She turned away, feeling nauseous.

“Do I reek of blood?” he asked, noticing her reaction.

Norah nodded, trying to steady herself. “A bit, yes.”

“Bear with it. We’re heading home.” He led her to the car, his grip firm.

Back at the mansion, Kevin went straight upstairs, leaving Norah alone. She headed to the bathroom, trying to wash away the lingering scent that haunted her senses.

Later, Kevin appeared in the doorway, his face impassive as he remarked dryly, “So, Norah, should I add this incident to our growing list of reasons for divorce?”