Ch. 34: Mr. Edwards' Unraveled Life chapter 34

Chapter 34The sudden ringing of the phone seemed to bring a strange calm to the tense moment.

Kevin got off Norah, his eyes still filled with desire. He remembered that the man she loved was Anthony. He couldn't bring himself to take away something so precious from her. Taking a deep breath, he tried to control his emotions. He glanced at the phone, saw the name on the screen, muted it, and slipped it into his pocket.

Regaining his composure, Kevin spoke in a low, raspy voice, "I’m going to take a shower."

He then headed to the bathroom, and soon, the sound of running water filled the room.

Norah lay quietly on the bed, feeling a deep sense of loss. Kevin had managed to restrain himself, wanting to save his virginity for Bianca. Though he hadn’t said it outright, Norah knew the caller was Bianca; she had seen the name on the screen.

Even under the influence of the drug, Kevin’s self-control showed how much he loved Bianca.

Norah slowly sat up, adjusted her clothes, and got out of bed. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, looking haggard, lost, and a bit disgusted.

Why did Kevin seem indifferent while she cared so much?

The loved one is fearless, but does loving someone mean you have to be so humble?

Feeling down, Norah leaned against the sofa. She noticed a pack of cigarettes on the table, picked one up, lit it, and took a drag. As smoke surrounded her, her once beautiful face took on a hardened look. She was fully aware of her descent into despair but couldn’t stop herself.

The ash from the cigarette fell, burning her hand—a sharp, brief pain, much like the way Kevin's actions always hurt her. Not enough to cause lasting harm, but enough to make her uncomfortable.

Kevin emerged from the bathroom, now fully in control. As he dried his hair with a towel, he caught the scent of smoke.

He saw Norah sitting there with a cigarette in her hand and frowned, "Norah, when did you start smoking?"

He had never known her to smoke.

Norah looked at him, her disappointment masked by a neutral expression. "I smoke occasionally."

Kevin walked over and took the cigarette from her hand. "Girls shouldn’t smoke."

He also put away the lighter and the pack of cigarettes.

Norah looked at him and said, "You don’t like girls who smoke."

Kevin replied, "No, I don’t."

Norah smiled faintly. No matter how hard she tried, she could never be the type of girl Kevin liked. She always seemed to fall short.

Kevin’s tone grew colder as he said, "Go take a shower."

Without another word, Norah went to the bathroom as instructed.

When she returned, Kevin was lying on the edge of the bed, seemingly asleep. Norah couldn’t understand why he had become so distant.

Had Bianca said something to make him keep his distance?

It was hard to believe that just moments earlier, they had been so close.

Norah lay on the other side of the bed, curling up with her hands clenched into fists.

Her mind was filled with too many thoughts, leaving her confused. She closed her eyes, forcing herself to sleep, hoping to escape her troubled mind.

Thinking too much was exhausting, and she didn’t want to keep wasting her energy like this.

Once Norah’s breathing became steady, Kevin opened his eyes and looked at her sleeping form, frowning slightly.

But he still carefully pulled the blanket over her.

His deep eyes focused on the back of her head as he gently played with her hair. In a low voice, he asked, "Is that man Anthony really so special that you can’t forget him?"

Even while drunk, the first name she had uttered was Anthony.

When she spoke of him, her face lit up with the innocent joy of a young girl. It was clear Anthony was the "white moonlight" in her heart. She liked him very much.

The next morning, Norah woke up to see Kevin tying his tie.

Seeing she was awake, Kevin reminded her, "There’s some milk on the bedside table. Drink it when you get up."

Norah glanced at the bedside and then asked, "Where are you going?"

She hadn’t forgotten that he had said they would go home when they woke up.

"Something came up," Kevin said, looking at her. "I’ll have your driver take you home first."

Norah sat on the edge of the bed, quietly watching Kevin.

Kevin finished getting dressed. Noticing that Norah hadn’t spoken, he walked over, picked up the milk, and handed it to her. "Drink it while it’s hot," he said softly.

Norah took the glass and pursed her lips. "I remember you once said you don’t like drinking this."

"As long as you like it."

Norah looked up, surprised to hear these words from him.

Kevin used to frown at the sight of sweet drinks, or so the servants had told her. After that, she had stopped drinking them.

Norah took a sip of the sweet milk, a taste she hadn’t experienced in a long time. Back when she was a student, she would drink a glass of this whenever she was stressed about exams or feeling down. It used to calm her. But she had given it up for Kevin’s sake.

"Does it taste good?" Kevin asked.

Norah smiled slightly. "Yes."

Seeing her smile, Kevin seemed pleased. He reached out and gently touched her head. "If you like it, I’ll have the servants prepare some for you at home."

"Really?" Norah asked, surprised.

She was easily content, and a glass of sweet milk was enough to lift her spirits. She hadn’t expected Kevin to change so much.

"When have I ever broken a promise?"

Kevin quickly gathered his things and put on the coat she had bought for him. The weather was colder today, and the coat was just right for him.

Norah’s earlier sadness was lifted by Kevin’s actions, making her feel better. She smiled, "Kevin, you look really good today."

Kevin bent down and kissed her forehead. "The driver is waiting outside. When you’re ready, let him take you home."

"Okay," Norah replied obediently. She watched Kevin’s figure as she drank the sweet milk, noticing that it tasted different now.

It wasn’t just about soothing unhappiness anymore; it tasted like being valued.

After quickly getting ready, she left the house. The driver was already waiting at the door. "Ma’am," he greeted her.

Norah said, "Take me home."

"Yes, ma’am."

The driver quickly opened the door for her.

Sitting in the car, Norah checked her phone and saw the news about Bianca’s suicide.

Her expression changed as she thought about the phone call that kept ringing last night. That call had been from Bianca.

Was Kevin in such a rush to leave just to see Bianca?

She wasn’t sure but couldn’t help but suspect it. "Take me to the hospital first," she instructed.

When they arrived at the hospital, she saw Kevin’s car parked in a secluded spot. Kian was waiting in the driver’s seat, but Kevin was nowhere to be seen.

A group of reporters crowded the entrance, trying to get the latest scoop.

Norah got out of the car and knocked on Kian’s window.

Kian noticed her and quickly got out of the car, addressing her as "Mrs. Edwards."

Kian hadn’t known about the relationship between Norah and Kevin before. But after yesterday, he understood that there was a reason Norah could always stay close to Kevin.