Ch. 82: Mr. Edwards' Unraveled Life chapter 82

Mr. Edwards' Unraveled Life chapter 82 - Kevin was so attentive that he even noticed Norah had stomach pains during her period.

This surprised Norah. She used to think that even after a lifetime together, he wouldn't know what she liked or how she was feeling. If she got sick and died, he’d probably be the last to find out. But now, after all this time, she found herself remembering these little things.

Norah cooled her ginger tea and drank it quickly.

"Get some rest." Kevin gently covered her with a blanket.

Norah looked at him and asked, "Where are you going later?"

"I’m staying home, not going anywhere," Kevin replied.

A few days ago, Norah would’ve wondered where Kevin went when he wasn’t home. With so many beautiful women around, there was always a place for them to stay.

Kevin noticed the disappointment on her face and, without hesitation, lay down beside her, slipping his hand over her lower abdomen. "Is it still hurting?" he asked.

Norah tensed up and stared at him. "Why are you lying down?"

"I’ll stay with you for a while," Kevin said, gently rubbing her belly to ease the pain. "Does this help?"

Norah bit her lip, feeling guilty. She was about to lie. "It’s better."

"Don’t stay up late," Kevin softly reminded her. "It can mess with your hormones and make the pain worse. You need to take care of yourself."

His concern made Norah feel sad. She hadn’t realized this caring side of him existed.

Norah added, "I was surprised you introduced me as your wife to Old Mr. Godin today."

Kevin paused for a moment. "Does that bother you?"

Norah shook her head. "Not really."

"As long as you don’t mind."

Kevin had worried that deciding to call her his wife without asking might upset her. He also feared she might not want that title.

Norah stayed silent, but she noticed Kevin had become more considerate and respectful. Still, when she remembered that he married her just for his own benefit, any warm thoughts quickly faded.

"Old Mr. Godin’s son died unexpectedly while on a mission," Kevin whispered. "The old man is all alone now, and when he gets sick, he delays treatment. He used to love the company, but now he’s alone. I’m busy with work, so I can’t visit him much. It would be good if you could check in on him."

Norah was shocked. "His son is dead? Does he have no other family?"

"He has a granddaughter," Kevin replied.

"That’s so sad," Norah murmured, thinking about the kind old man.

"Yeah," Kevin agreed. "You look tired too. Get some sleep."

Kevin’s warmth made her feel comfortable, and she quickly fell asleep in his arms.

Norah was woken up by a phone call.

When she answered, Gwen's panicked voice came through, "Norah, come to the hospital—your dad fell!"

"What?" Norah, still groggy, snapped awake. "Mom, I’m coming right now!"

She quickly gathered her things and rushed to the hospital.

As she approached the ward, she could hear an argument inside. Her aunt, Linda, was saying, "Brother, I just need your help. Did you have to go and fall like this? I’m begging you, not for me, but for James. He’s your only brother."

Gwen, still worried about Jack, frowned. "Linda, stop saying that Jack isn’t helping James. He’s always supported him, even when it wasn’t easy. He’s cleaned up all his messes, but you can’t just expect him to fix everything. What are you doing?"

Linda replied, "I’m at my wit’s end! If I could solve this, I wouldn’t have come to ask for help!"

She started to cry.

"Mom, don’t cry. We’ll figure something out," Sierra White, Linda’s daughter, tried to comfort Linda.

Gwen hadn’t cried, but now, seeing Linda in tears, she felt the weight of it all.

Over the years, their family had been dragged down by problems caused by James. Whenever things went wrong, they turned to Jack for help. They never brought anything good to the table. Being relatives, Gwen rarely spoke out about it, though she had many frustrations.

She knew Jack was too soft-hearted to ignore James, his younger brother, but it had cost their family a lot. Linda, like a leech, always counted on them for support. Even when Jack lost 10 million because of James’s bad investment advice, he never held him accountable.

This issue had even caused Gwen and Jack to argue, nearly ending in divorce. Norah had to step in to calm things down. Now, Linda was asking for help again, and Jack was so stressed that he fell and hurt his hand.

But even now, Linda didn’t care about Jack’s condition. She was still focused on her own problems.

Gwen asked, "Where’s James? Why are you here instead of him?"

"He’s hiding. If he shows up, people will beat him up," Linda said with red eyes. "James feels awful. He knows his brother's done so much for him, but he wants to make things right, to pay back the money. Who knew things would get so bad…"

Jack, lying on the hospital bed, listened to Linda’s complaints. He felt exhausted. He had always done his best for James, but helping him had caused many problems in his own life. He’d even lost a promotion once because of James’s troubles.

He was determined this time: "I told James to stop messing with things and losing everything. I’ve done enough. I won’t keep cleaning up after him. He needs to fix his own mistakes. He can earn back the money, but he’ll never get back his dignity."

Jack had always given in, but this time he was firm. Linda looked at him, tears streaming down her face. "Are you really going to let him die?"

Jack replied, "I’m old, Linda. James is younger than me. I can’t keep fixing his messes. He’s got to take care of himself."

At his age, one bad fall could be fatal. He didn’t have the strength to keep carrying this burden.

Linda wiped her tears, not believing Jack could be so cold. "Is it Sister-in-law’s doing? Did she tell you to stop caring about James? He’s your only brother!"