Ch. 245: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life chapter 245

Chapter 245

Norah and Bonnie walked hand in hand. Bonnie was fuming, her frustration spilling over with every step. “That boy! Kevin! I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve cursed him today,” she grumbled, her face flushed with anger.

Norah tried to console her. “Aunt, don’t be upset. I’m here with you, so you won’t feel lonely.”

Bonnie’s frustration was relentless. “I told myself long ago, a daughter would’ve been better—a daughter is a caring little jacket for your heart. But look at Kevin, the so-called pride of the Edwards family, and all he’s done is embarrass me. Now, he doesn’t even acknowledge me! I swear, my blood pressure is going through the roof!”

Norah tried to calm her. “Maybe Kevin has his reasons, Aunt. He might not be able to explain everything.”

“Reasons? What reasons?” Bonnie snapped. “I don’t want to hear any excuses. The more I think about him, the more my heart aches like it’s bleeding. Let’s just leave. The farther away from him, the better!”

Bonnie had no intention of staying at the hospital any longer.

Norah changed the topic in an attempt to divert her attention. “I spoke to the doctor earlier. They mentioned that hearing loss could be intentional in some cases.”

Bonnie’s brows knitted together as she considered this. “Are you saying Bianca did this to herself?”

Norah hesitated but nodded. “It’s a possibility. It’s just... I don’t know why she’d go that far.”

Bonnie frowned. “To win sympathy?”

“But going deaf?” Norah questioned. “Isn’t that an extreme price to pay? There are easier ways to gain sympathy. And don’t forget, Bianca has amnesia now.”

Bonnie fell silent, her expression contemplative. “You’re right. It’s puzzling.”

At that moment, Steven arrived to pick up Norah. Seeing Bonnie’s displeased mood, he greeted her politely. “Good evening, Aunt Bonnie.”

Bonnie gave him a long look before asking Norah, “And who might this be?”

“My friend, Steven,” Norah replied, her tone even.

Bonnie wasn’t convinced. “Just a friend?”

Steven smiled warmly. “Yes, ma’am. Just a friend.”

Bonnie didn’t hold back. “Well, if Kevin keeps acting the way he does, you might need to look elsewhere, Norah. You deserve better. As for Kevin, let him deal with the consequences of his actions. He’ll regret it when he realizes what he’s lost!”

“Aunt, it’s not like that,” Norah protested. “Steven and I have been friends since junior high. I’ve known him longer than I’ve known Kevin.”

Ignoring her, Bonnie turned to Steven with a new suggestion. “Steven, you’re here with your car, right? Why don’t you give me and Norah a ride?”

“Of course,” Steven agreed readily.

Bonnie hesitated briefly, unsure where to go. Norah’s apartment wasn’t an option due to its lack of privacy, and Bonnie couldn’t stomach the idea of returning to the Edwards family villa. It felt tainted with Kevin’s betrayal.

Sensing their dilemma, Steven offered a solution. “Why don’t you both stay at my place? It’s secure, private, and spacious. No one will bother you there.”

Bonnie’s face lit up. “You’re a lifesaver, Steven! I’ll never forget your kindness. If you ever need anything, just say the word. I owe you.”

Steven chuckled. “It’s nothing, Aunt. I’m happy to help.”

When they arrived at Steven’s residence, Bonnie and Norah were impressed by the high-level security and the spacious layout.

“This is more than enough,” Bonnie remarked. “You’ve thought of everything, Steven.”

Steven replied, “I already called my assistant to tidy up the place. It should be comfortable for both of you.”

“Thank you,” Norah said sincerely. “We appreciate this.”

Steven waved her gratitude away. “It’s no trouble. You should both get some rest. Norah, let me know if you need anything—especially milk. It’s good for you, considering your condition.”

Norah smiled faintly and nodded. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

Bonnie watched the interaction with a discerning eye, noting Steven’s genuine concern for Norah. While she was furious with Kevin, the idea of Norah moving on with someone else still tugged at her heart. No matter how much she criticized Kevin, he was family, and family was hard to replace.

As the night settled in, Steven excused himself to check on his assistant, who was organizing his study. A yellowed newspaper fell out of an old book.

“Mr. Lord,” the assistant called. “This newspaper is years old. Do you still want to keep it?”

Steven glanced at the headline and smiled wistfully. “Yes, keep it. That paper marks the beginning of my story with Norah.”

The assistant looked confused. “The article is about a kidnapping. How does that connect to Ms. White?”

Steven’s expression darkened slightly. “Let’s just say it was the first time I realized how much she meant to me. Half a year after the incident, I rushed back to Craggaville because of this.”

The assistant hesitated before pointing at the photo in the article. “Sir, I don’t think this girl is Ms. White...”