Ch. 186: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life chapter 186

Chapter 186

Kevin fired off a barrage of questions, his voice filled with concern, leaving Norah unsure of where to start.

“It’s just a small injury; nothing serious,” she said, stepping back from his embrace as she noticed Tessa watching them closely.

“Why didn’t you answer your phone?” Kevin’s brow furrowed even more, his worry palpable. “And what exactly happened?”

Before Norah could respond, his gaze shifted to Elodie, who stood nearby, looking thoroughly embarrassed.

“Brother Kevin…” Elodie stammered. Her voice trembled as she continued, “Sister-in-law came to save me. I—I feel terrible about what happened. Please don’t be mad at her.”

Elodie’s words were heavy with guilt. She never imagined that Norah, someone she’d treated poorly in the past, would risk her safety to help. Her assumptions about Norah had shattered in an instant, leaving her with a mix of regret and admiration.

Kevin’s sharp gaze softened slightly, though his tone remained firm. “Save you? How did you end up in danger? And why didn’t you have a bodyguard with you?”

“I didn’t think I’d need one. I was out with a friend,” Elodie mumbled.

“Which friend?” Kevin pressed.

“Jamie,” she admitted reluctantly.

“And where is Jamie now?” His voice carried a note of suspicion.

“I don’t know…” Elodie’s head hung low, her voice barely above a whisper.

Kevin’s tone turned colder. “You went out with her, got into trouble, and she disappeared? And Norah had to step in to save you?”

Elodie’s eyes welled up again.

Norah intervened. “Would you rather I ignored the situation?” she asked, meeting Kevin’s gaze with a calm firmness.

“I want to know what kind of danger you were dealing with,” he replied, shifting his focus back to Elodie.

Elodie hesitated but eventually recounted the series of events. As she spoke, Kevin’s expression grew darker, his worry evident.

When she finished, Elodie bowed her head. “I’m sorry. I caused so much trouble for everyone. I hope you’ll forgive me.”

Kevin sighed, his anger tempered by her genuine remorse. “Kian,” he said, turning to his assistant, “take Elodie to freshen up.”

“Yes, sir.” Kian gestured for Elodie to follow him.

Elodie nodded meekly and walked away, leaving Kevin and Norah alone.

Kevin turned back to Norah, his voice low but firm. “Did you see my calls?”

Norah checked her phone and saw the missed notifications. “I didn’t realize. My phone was on silent, and everything happened so fast…”

Kevin’s jaw tightened, his concern morphing into frustration. “Turn the volume up next time. If I can’t reach you, how am I supposed to know if you’re okay?”

“Got it,” she said softly.

Kevin led her into his office, his demeanor still tense. Once inside, he sat down and fixed her with a serious look. “Norah, do you even understand how dangerous that was?”

She nodded. “Yes, I know. It was risky.”

“Then why did you go?” he asked, his voice rising slightly. “What if the police hadn’t arrived in time? What if those men hadn’t run away? Did you think about what could have happened?”

Norah hesitated, struggling to find the right words. “I thought I could handle it,” she said finally.

Kevin leaned forward, his frustration clear. “You thought you could handle it? What if you couldn’t? You were injured, Norah! Do you even realize how much worse it could’ve been?”

Norah lowered her gaze, unsure how to respond.

Kevin continued, his tone softening slightly. “I understand why you wanted to help—because of Elodie’s grandfather. But you need to prioritize your safety first. If something happens to you, do you know how many people would be affected? How I would feel?”

His words struck a chord. Norah had always been independent, solving her own problems without relying on anyone. But Kevin’s genuine concern was disarming.

“You should have called me,” he said. “No matter where you are or what’s happening, I’ll come. You don’t have to do this alone.”

Norah nodded. “I’ll remember that for next time.”

Kevin studied her face for a moment, his expression unreadable. Then he spoke again, his voice quieter but no less serious. “You’re my wife, Norah. Don’t forget that. It’s my job to protect you.”

She didn’t reply immediately, unsure how to process his words.

Breaking the tension, Kevin retrieved a first-aid kit and began cleaning the cuts on her face, despite her protests that it wasn’t necessary.

“The car’s damaged,” Norah said, changing the subject. “I’ll need to send it for repairs.”

“I’ll take care of it,” Kevin replied firmly, his hands steady as he disinfected her wounds.

Norah watched him in silence, her heart conflicted. Kevin’s actions spoke louder than his words, but she couldn’t help wondering if she’d ever truly be able to lean on him as he wanted.