Ch. 235: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life chapter 235
Chapter 235
Cleo froze when she saw Kevin, her surprise quickly turning to tears. “Mr. Edwards, I finally found you.”
Kevin glanced up at her, recognizing Bianca’s assistant, and stubbed out his cigarette, tossing it into the trash. “What’s going on? Is there no one else at the company?”
He had started an entertainment company and, while he was the principal, an executive CEO handled most of the daily responsibilities.
Cleo shook her head, tears streaming uncontrollably. “No matter how many people are there, Ms. Lynch needs you! We couldn’t get through to your phone.”
Kevin’s brows furrowed in irritation. He waved her off impatiently. “If there’s nothing urgent, leave.”
But Cleo couldn’t hold back. “Ms. Lynch’s condition is worsening. Her old illness has flared up again. Yesterday, she had a notice but had to cancel because she couldn’t hear anything. Is she going deaf? How can she act in the future? She couldn’t sing before, and now she can’t even act. She’s—she’s falling apart! How can she endure this?”
Kevin’s expression shifted as he straightened up. “Completely deaf?”
Cleo nodded miserably.
Kevin had already arranged for the best doctors to treat her before. They had assured him her hearing could be restored. She had been recovering well—what went wrong?
After a moment of hesitation, he said decisively, “Take me to her.”
Cleo wasted no time leading him to Bianca.
Bianca was on the ninth floor, while Kevin first stopped on the eleventh. From outside the ward, Kevin could see Bianca sitting on the hospital bed. Her disheveled hair framed a pale, fragile face. She was curled into herself, her vulnerability radiating from the sterile room.
For any man, the sight would have been unbearable.
Cleo hesitated before speaking again. “Mr. Edwards, she didn’t want me to call you. She didn’t want to tell you at all. But I couldn’t just watch her give up on herself. She doesn’t cry or lash out, but she’s not eating, only surviving on nutrient injections. If she tries to eat, she vomits. She can’t go on like this!”
Cleo’s voice cracked as she choked back sobs.
Kevin, his face an unreadable mask, pushed the door open and stepped inside.
Bianca didn’t react. It was clear her hearing had deteriorated significantly.
Kevin approached her.
When Bianca saw him, her body stiffened slightly, her hoarse voice laced with exhaustion. “Didn’t you say you’d leave me alone to rest?”
When he didn’t respond, Bianca lifted her gaze. The moment her eyes met Kevin’s, a mix of shock and desperation flashed across her face. “Why are you here? Who told you to come?”
Her eyes darted to Cleo, still standing at the door. “Was it you? How could you? I told you not to! I don’t want anyone to know I can’t hear! It’ll ruin my career—no one will watch my films anymore! Do you want to destroy me?”
Cleo stammered, “I didn’t—”
But Bianca cut her off, reading her lips. “I don’t want you as my assistant anymore. Get out!”
“Ms. Lynch…” Cleo whimpered, tears flowing again.
Bianca cried too, her anguish filling the room.
Kevin stood there silently, his deep gaze locked on her. His expression remained cold, unreadable.
After a long moment, Bianca collapsed against him, clutching his legs as though she wanted to bury herself there.
When her sobbing finally subsided, Kevin pulled her up. He studied her tear-streaked face with a hard, unyielding expression. “Are you really going to keep destroying yourself like this?”
Bianca stared blankly, her eyes hollow and lifeless.
Kevin’s voice sharpened. “I hired the best doctor for you. They said your hearing could be restored if you followed the recovery plan. So tell me—why is it getting worse?”
Bianca’s empty gaze flickered briefly before she forced a trembling smile. “Kevin, why are you being so cold? Don’t talk like this… I’m scared. I’m already so scared.”
Her hands shook uncontrollably as she reached for him.
Kevin stepped back, his voice cutting like a blade. “You’re the one doing this to yourself. If you truly cared about your career, you wouldn’t keep sabotaging your recovery. Do you think this industry is forgiving? People work their entire lives to reach where you are. And here you are, throwing it all away. If you don’t value what you’ve achieved, I’ll find someone who does.”
His words were merciless, each one landing like a blow.
Bianca froze, stunned. Kevin turned on his heel, heading for the door.
As he moved to leave, Bianca’s panic erupted. She rushed after him, throwing her arms around him from behind. “Kevin, please don’t go!”
Meanwhile, Norah and Bonnie were making their way down the hall toward the ward.
Bonnie, holding a tissue to her nose, sniffled. “I told you to stay in bed, but you never listen.”
Norah smiled faintly, leaning on Bonnie’s arm. “It’s fine. The doctor said I could move around a little. Besides, I wanted to see you.”
Bonnie sighed. “This rhinitis is driving me crazy. My nose itches if a single hair gets near it. And I love cats! How unfair is that? Ugh, I need to find a doctor who can fix this.”
Norah chuckled. “It’s not so bad. A little medicine and you’ll be fine.”
As they walked, Bonnie glanced around casually. “Do you think Kevin knows about my rhinitis? Maybe he brought me some medicine.”
They turned a corner and spotted a ward with the door wide open.
What they saw froze them in place.
Inside, a woman clung tightly to a man’s back. The figures were unmistakable.
It was Bianca—and the man she held was Kevin.
Norah stopped in her tracks, her heart sinking like a stone. The spark of hope she’d carried for Kevin was extinguished in an instant.
Bonnie followed Norah’s gaze, her expression hardening.
Her anger surged. “That woman again! She’s doing this on purpose!”
Without waiting, Bonnie stormed into the ward.
“Aunt Bonnie…” Norah’s voice trailed off, but it was too late.
Bianca turned her head and froze when she saw Bonnie, her face instantly drained of color. “Aunt Bonnie…” she murmured weakly.
Bonnie strode forward and slapped Bianca across the face. “How dare you? Seducing a married man? Didn’t your mother ever teach you shame?”