Ch. 201: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life chapter 201

Chapter 201

Sasha stood firm, her tone calm but resolute.

“I’ve faced storms to get where I am today,” she said, her voice steady despite the weight of the conversation. “If people don’t like my work, if my popularity fades—it’s on me. The entertainment world is competitive. There’s always someone better, and that’s okay.”

Her assistant interjected, anger simmering. “But Bianca! She’s only where she is because she’s backed by someone powerful!”

Sasha cut her off sharply. “Don’t accuse her like that. You know who I am. I don’t climb higher by tearing others down. Respecting others' efforts matters, even if I don’t get along with them.”

She knew the struggle of clawing her way up from nothing. But unlike her, Bianca was born privileged—life had always been unfair. Yet Sasha had resolved to fight for her dreams on her own terms.

Inside the car, silence hung thick between Kevin and Bianca.

Kevin stared out the window, his expression as cold as ice. Bianca glanced at him nervously, unsure how to break the tension.

When the car stopped at the company, Kevin stepped out without a word. Bianca, in her stiletto heels, hurried to catch up. “Kevin, wait!” she called, but in her rush, she twisted her ankle.

Kevin turned back, his face impassive.

“My foot… I twisted it,” Bianca whimpered, tears welling in her eyes.

Kevin’s gaze hardened. “Do you even realize what you said to those reporters earlier?”

“I didn’t mean anything by it,” Bianca protested, her voice trembling. “You’re an important person in my life, and they just kept asking—”

Kevin cut her off, his voice sharp. “Do you think I don’t understand how the entertainment industry works? What you said will fuel rumors, even if no one prints it. Fans, reporters—they’re not naive.”

Tears streamed down Bianca’s face as she whispered, “I wasn’t trying to cause trouble.”

Kevin’s tone softened, but his words remained firm. “You know I’m married. I won’t allow you to create scandals involving me. This is your last warning.”

Bianca bit her lip, her heart sinking. His words made it clear: she could chase fame, but not him. Publicizing his marriage crushed her hopes, making her feelings look like a desperate, one-sided fantasy.

“I understand,” she murmured, forcing composure despite her heartbreak.

Kevin turned to Kian, his assistant. “Take her home,” he said curtly.

Norah’s world was suffocating, even in her dreams.

She was drowning in a dark, endless sea, weighed down by a crushing force she couldn’t escape. Her lungs burned, her cries swallowed by the black abyss. “I don’t want to die!” she screamed, jolting awake.

“Miss, you’re awake,” the nurse said gently.

Norah’s eyes darted around the hospital room as she clutched her stomach in panic. “My baby… Is my baby okay?”

The nurse reassured her. “The baby’s fine. You were soaking wet and showing signs of miscarriage, but the doctor intervened in time.”

Relief washed over Norah, though her body still ached with the memory of her fall. “Thank God…”

When Gloria arrived, her face was a mix of worry and anger.

“What happened? Why were you at risk of a miscarriage?” she demanded.

Norah recounted the day’s events, from her trip to the docks to Jamie’s reckless attack.

“Call the police!” Gloria fumed. “That woman tried to kill you! She belongs behind bars.”

Norah hesitated. “She fell into the sea too. I don’t know if she’s alive. If she’s dead, could this come back on me?”

“You’re the victim,” Gloria argued. “She’s the one who endangered you and your child. This can’t be swept under the rug. And Kevin! How could he send you to handle this mess while he’s off with Bianca?”

Norah forced a smile, masking her pain. “He’s celebrating Bianca’s big win. I’m just handling his business.”

Gloria clenched her fists, furious. “That’s it! I can’t stand by while he humiliates you like this!”

Norah shook her head, her voice quiet but firm. “Don’t waste your anger. I’ve already let it go.”

Gloria stared at her in disbelief. “You’re his wife! He’s flaunting another woman, and you’re just… fine with it?”

Norah’s laugh was bitter, hollow. “You know what it feels like to die? I realized it when I was drowning today. He’ll never be by my side. I’ve spent years waiting, hoping… but I’m done.”

Her voice cracked, but she pushed through. “I only care about my baby now. For my child’s sake, I’ll survive this. But I’m finished waiting for Kevin. I’m not clinging to a marriage that’s already over.”

Tears filled Gloria’s eyes. “Norah…”

“I’m fine,” Norah insisted, though her pale face and trembling hands betrayed her. “I’m stronger than you think. I have to be.”

She wasn’t fighting for Kevin anymore—just for herself and her unborn child.