Ch. 87: Mr. Edwards' Unraveled Life chapter 87

Mr. Edwards' Unraveled Life chapter 87 - The car quickly drove away from the building.

Norah watched it leave, her hands clenching into fists unconsciously.

“So, it’s true. She really does have a connection with Mr. Edwards,” the receptionist murmured, unsure. “Since they took her, they must be close. If Mr. Edwards blames us, we could be in trouble.”

Hearing this, Norah felt uneasy. She had seen both Kevin's cruelty toward women and his tenderness, depending on his feelings.

He cared about Bianca, rushing her to the hospital for a minor injury. He was also worried about Lola getting hurt and drove her to the hospital without hesitation.

The receptionist, now nervous, worried that stopping Lola earlier might have caused an accident. She turned to Norah and asked, “Ms. White, if Mr. Edwards gets mad at us, could you put in a good word for us?”

Snapping back to reality, Norah composed herself. “Today was just an accident. Don’t worry, you’re not to blame. If Mr. Edwards says anything, I’ll talk to him.”

“Thank you, Ms. White,” the receptionist said, relieved.

Norah nodded and returned to her office.

Within ten minutes of Kevin taking Lola away, the whole office was buzzing with rumors. People whispered that Kevin had a new favorite, or maybe that was just his type.

Norah wondered, what kind of woman did Kevin really like? Bianca and Lola seemed to fit the same mold. How far was she from his ideal?

When would she ever catch his eye?

Realizing she was being naive, she reminded herself that she could never hold onto a man by pretending to be something she wasn’t. She had to stay true to herself.

After work, feeling restless, Norah decided to visit Old Mr. Godin.

Although someone was taking care of him, she hadn’t visited in a few days. Like Kevin had said, Old Mr. Godin didn’t have many people around, and he was probably lonely.

Norah had been spoiled by her grandparents growing up, and after their passing, she missed that warmth. Being liked by Grandpa Edwards after joining the Edwards family made her feel that comfort again.

When Norah arrived at the hospital, Old Mr. Godin was reading a book with his glasses on. The red star on the cover indicated it was about the Red Army.

He looked pleasantly surprised to see her. “Norah! What brings you here?”

Norah, not very close to him, answered a bit shyly, “Kevin asked me to visit you.”

Old Mr. Godin smiled warmly and sat up. Norah quickly helped by arranging a pillow behind him.

“If Kevin wants to be filial, that’s his job, not yours. Why didn’t he come himself?”

Norah hesitated. “He’s busy, but I wanted to come and see you.”

“He’s busy after work? That’s just an excuse. You’re always so thoughtful, Norah,” he said, then looked out the window. “It’s nice outside. Let’s go for a walk. I’ve been cooped up here for too long.”

“Sure,” Norah agreed.

Old Mr. Godin could walk now but still needed a wheelchair. After dressing him warmly and making sure he was comfortable, she pushed him outside.

The weather was perfect—warm but not too hot.

“Old Mr. Godin, I saw you reading earlier. Do you like reading?” Norah asked as they walked.

He smiled. “Not exactly. I just like learning more. I’ve spent my whole life fighting battles but didn’t experience some of the stories from that time. Now that I’m older, I think back on those days. It was tough, but our ancestors had it worse. At least we had steamed bread. They had to eat tree bark.”

Norah listened carefully. Although she hadn’t lived through those hard times, she could sense how meaningful those memories were to him. Seeing the scar on his leg from a bullet, she could imagine the hardships they faced.

“Old Mr. Godin, the country is strong now, and there won’t be any more wars,” Norah reassured him.

“Don’t get too comfortable,” he cautioned. Then, with a smile, he added, “But there are still many talented people. Kevin is one of them. He achieved so much at such a young age. If Mr. White hadn’t called him back to take over the family business, he’d probably be even more accomplished than I was.”

This surprised Norah. She remembered meeting Kevin when he was still a teenager. Could he have been on a mission back then?

Shifting the topic, Old Mr. Godin said, “Norah, I’m only telling you this because I trust you. Don’t mention it to anyone.”

“Of course,” she replied, remembering Kevin’s words about keeping certain things private.

After a while, she noticed Old Mr. Godin eyeing some children holding sweets. She knew he had a sweet tooth but couldn’t indulge often due to his age and health.

She spotted a vendor selling candied haws and bought him a skewer of sugar-coated dates, which were softer for him to chew.

Old Mr. Godin beamed with joy. “Norah, you’ve only known me for a short time, but you already know me so well. You’re like a granddaughter to me!”

“Just don’t eat too many this month,” Norah gently warned.

“I won’t,” he chuckled, clearly satisfied with his treat.

Norah smiled, enjoying the moment with him. But then she noticed Kevin’s figure in the distance, hurrying somewhere.

Was he leaving the hospital? Where was Lola?

She frowned as she saw him heading toward the Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology. Lola’s injury wasn’t that serious, so why would she be there?

Old Mr. Godin noticed Kevin too but didn’t comment, only saying, “Kevin just left the hospital. You weren’t with him. He must have gone to see someone.”

Then, with a hint of concern, he added, “And from the looks of it, he came from the Obstetrics Department. Be cautious, Norah.”