Ch. 78: Mr. Edwards' Unraveled Life chapter 78

Chapter 78Norah later regretted not taking her back. It was clear she didn’t want anyone else around Kevin, fearing it might threaten her position with him.

It made sense why she had changed.

She had feelings for Kevin and wouldn’t allow any other woman to come between them, which explained her earlier words.

She thought that if she hadn’t come herself, Kevin might never discover she was the one who spent that night with him.

Norah would have likely found a way to cover it up and send her away.

At first, Lola didn’t think too deeply about it. Being in such a situation for the first time, she was scared and overwhelmed. She didn’t expect the other person to take responsibility. Knowing Kevin was looking for her, she didn’t want to cause trouble and just wanted to leave on good terms.

But Kevin was kind and gentle, keeping her close and making her feel loved. So, she decided to stay. Her presence might be a threat to Norah.

Kevin received a call, something important, and after hanging up, he said to Norah, "I have something to take care of, I need to go. Finish your milk, and if you’re tired, go home. Don’t overwork yourself today."

"Okay, I understand."

Kevin responded briefly, didn’t look at Lola, didn’t say goodbye, and just walked out.

The Rolls-Royce slowly pulled away from the door.

Watching Kevin leave without acknowledging her, Lola’s face went pale, and she felt a wave of sadness. It seemed things had changed again. Initially, Kevin noticed her, but now, with Norah around, she felt invisible.

What did Norah say to Kevin to make him act so differently?

Lola looked at Norah again.

Norah slowly sipped the sweet milk from her cup. Her sense of smell was heightened during pregnancy, and she noticed a slightly off smell in the milk.

The sweetness turned unpleasant.

But Kevin was right. She needed to take care of herself and avoid another bout of hypoglycemia, which wasn’t good for her or the baby. Even though she felt nauseous, she forced herself to eat.

Norah lowered her head but felt someone staring at her. She looked up and saw Lola watching her intently, filled with doubt.

Norah put the cup down and asked, "Why are you looking at me?"

Lola didn’t want to question Norah’s intentions. After all, Norah was the first person she had connected with since coming here.

She even thought that Norah’s appearance had changed her fate. Otherwise, she might never have had a chance to change her life. She felt she should be grateful to Norah.

But trust between people is fragile. Lola couldn’t fully trust Norah, and now, she was even a bit afraid of her. "Yes, I see you’re not feeling well and vomiting a lot," she said.

"My stomach isn’t great," Norah replied lightly.

Lola added, "Mr. Edwards seems very kind to you and knows you well. It’s rare to have a boss who cares so much about an employee."

Norah paused but didn’t respond.

Lola noticed the hesitation. "Ms. White, you haven’t told me how long you’ve been with Mr. Edwards. It must have been a long time. After being with him for so long, do you have feelings for him?"

She was testing Norah.

Norah looked up at Lola again. Her questions today were different, almost as if she was hoping for a certain answer.

It was crossing a line to ask about such personal matters. Norah remained calm, but her words were cold: "These are not questions you should be asking, and I don’t need to answer them."

"Isn’t the food your aunt made delicious? Then eat more."

Norah put the cup down, clearly done with the conversation.

She was about to leave, and with Kevin gone, Lola feared she wouldn’t have another chance to ask her questions.

Before Norah left, Lola said, "Usually, when someone doesn’t answer a question directly, it means the answer already exists. You like Mr. Edwards! So, what you said to me earlier was because you’re afraid my presence is a threat. Ms. White, do you have any selfish motives? You don’t want me around because I had a relationship with Mr. Edwards and it upset you!"

Norah frowned and turned back.

Lola looked at her confidently. She was no longer the timid girl she had been when they first met.

"Where does your confidence come from?" Norah asked calmly. "Did you really have a relationship with Mr. Edwards? I found you by chance. How could it be such a coincidence?"

"So, you still don’t believe me," Lola said, standing up. "What do I need to do to make you believe it was me? That day was the first time I went to that hotel, and then that happened. At first, I didn’t want to remember it, but I know the man was Mr. Edwards. I don’t regret what happened."

Norah stared into Lola’s eyes, seeing innocence and sincerity.

Looking at Lola, Norah felt she wasn’t lying.

Lola was so sure that Norah was left speechless. "You’ve already moved in. Your goal isn’t to make me believe you; it’s to make Mr. Edwards believe you. It only matters if he believes you."

Lola added, "But I like Mr. Edwards."

Norah paused, her lips pursed repeatedly.

"I like Mr. Edwards very much. I’ll find a way to make him like me too. Don’t try to stop me anymore." The way they interacted earlier made Lola feel threatened. She didn’t want Norah’s words to undermine her confidence.

"If you like him too, we can compete fairly. Don’t play dirty."

Norah realized her words had made Lola suspicious, thinking she had hidden motives.

But if Lola hadn’t asked, Norah wouldn’t have revealed the truth.

Since Lola was willing to take the risk, Norah wouldn’t stop her: "Lola, if you like him, that’s your business. It has nothing to do with me."

With that, Norah left.

Lola, however, became more determined to win Kevin’s heart. After taking a shower, with wet hair, a naked body, and fair skin, she stood in front of the mirror, her face looking pure and pitiful.

She was blessed with both beauty and youth.

This body, which she never gave to just any man despite her work in a nightclub, would now be dedicated to securing a home. She couldn’t afford to let it slip away.

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The next day, Norah woke up early and went to the hospital. The doctor advised her to return for a follow-up when she felt better and also to get an ultrasound. She registered at the hospital and took her number to the gynecology department.

The ultrasound room was crowded, mostly with pregnant women, many accompanied by their husbands. With hundreds of people ahead of her, she realized she wouldn’t get a number that morning and would have to wait until the afternoon.

She decided to return early in the afternoon.

The gynecology department was on the third floor, so she took the elevator downstairs.

With a "ding," the door opened, and someone outside was about to enter the elevator.

Norah looked up and saw the person in front of her. Her eyes widened, her face turned pale, and the registration form in her hand fell to the floor.