Chapter 196 – Until You Say Sorry Novel

It dawned on Niamh that Kendrick had gotten quiet ever since Eloise told them that Nevaeh was not the Montgomeries’ true daughter.

Niamh turned her head to find Kendrick completely emotionless. His expression was frozen as if he was a mere ancient Greek sculpture. Had it not been for the swirl of emotions in his eyes, Niamh would think that he was hexed with a freezing charm with how quiet he was.

However, why was he acting in such a way?

Eloise’s emotional rollercoaster ride had caused the wound on her hand to seep with blood again.

Sean was quick to bring her to the hospital. Before they got in the car, Sean walked over to thank Niamh personally.

As grateful he was for the blood donation, he was more grateful for the white lie Niamh told earlier.

Niamh watched the car drive off silently. Technically speaking, it was not a lie.

Their daughter was still alive.

‘The one who died was the silly and foolish Niamh Delgado, not your daughter, Eveline Montgomery.’

Kendrick had planned to bring Niamh to Waldburg Manor after they visited Eloise.

However, he felt a change of heart at the sudden turn of events. “I just remembered that I have something important to deal with. I’ll send you home first and pick you up tonight?”

Niamh smiled kindly. “Go, Kendrick. I’ll wait for you to pick me up when you’re done.”

The corners of Kendrick’s lips quirked, but the smile was not one from the heart.

He was merely forcing out a smile.

Niamh had felt something was off about him ever since he heard that Nevaeh was a fake.

After alighting from the car, Niamh watched Kendrick turn the car around without a second glance backward.

It was a stark contrast to how he used to watch her leave before he made his way off.

Realizing something was wrong, Niamh hailed a ride to follow him.

She found that Kendrick had parked his car at the detention center.

Had he come to visit Nevaeh?

Niamh’s eyes flickered with a cold glint as her lips quirked up into a mocking smile.

“You still love her, don’t you, Kendrick?”

…

Nevaeh was jubilant when she came to know that Kendrick had come to visit her!

Oh, how Nevaeh wished that she could take a bath and do her makeup, but the detention center made having a good night’s rest difficult.

Despite not liking how she looked without makeup, Nevaeh liked to think that she was rather gorgeous herself. Plus, with the trump card she had up her sleeve, Nevaeh was at ease.

Nevaeh’s steps were light and easy. She even remembered to check her hair right as she arrived at the conjugal room.

Nevaeh felt her feet freeze as her eyes fell on the aloof expression of the man sitting not too far away when the doors opened.

She withdrew her smile and slowly made her way over. She could swear that the temperature around her dropped a degree with every step she took.

Nevaeh calmed her heart with everything she had and sat down in front of Kendrick.

Squeezing tears out of her eyes, she opened her mouth to sob. “You finally came to see me, Kendrick. I miss you so much. It’s horrible here. I think someone even hit me last night. They said that Vera is the one who told them to hit me. Kendrick, I’m terrified…”

Nevaeh sobbed. “Vera framed me, Kendrick, really. She even bribed my foster parents to testify against me. This woman isn’t easy, Kendrick. Don’t let her trick you!”

“Trick me?’

Kendrick’s frigid baritone barked out the moment her words fell.

Nevaeh shivered while staring into Kendrick’s deep peach-blossom eyes.

The man was in a black button-up that was layered underneath a windbreaker. Frosty abstinence oozed off him in waves, chilling whatever it touched.

“Everything I’ve told you is true, Kendrick. Don’t you believe me anymore? Did you forget the promise you made to me by the sea? You said you’d protect me, love me, and even marry—”

“Hmph.”

Kendrick gave a cold snort.

Nevaeh shivered again in fear, losing the courage to continue her lie.

She stared frantically at the man before her, his emotions not something she could grasp. “What’s wrong, Kendrick? What—”

Interrupting Nevaeh’s question, Kendrick stood suddenly, his tall and lean figure casting a shadow that covered the glisten of fake tears in Nevaeh’s eyes. He reached out to grab Nevaeh by her collar, pulling her harshly toward himself.

Those sinister eyes of his drilled into Nevaeh. “You were never the girl I met by the sea in April Hill to begin with!”

Nevaeh was taken aback by Kendrick’s sudden tug. Her eyes widened in shock as she took in his words. She seemed to have lost the ability to breathe.

‘How… How does he know that it wasn’t me?

‘Unless Niamh has already told him everything?

‘No. She wouldn’t. There’s no way she would!’

“Cough, cough…”

Nevaeh felt the air get sucked out of her lungs as Kendrick’s hand on her collar tightened. Her complexion flushed and her tongue became tied. “What… What are you saying, Kendrick? I am Niamh, the one you hold dear in your heart. How else would I have the leaf bookmark? Cough, cough… Please… Kendrick, let go…”

“Do you still think that you can lie to me at this point?” Kendrick squinted, a ray of frost shooting from his eyes and freezing the better half of Nevaeh’s heart.

“You aren’t even Eloise and Sean’s daughter, so how could the gold pendant engraved with the name ‘Eveline’ be yours? You never had the memory of the nickname ‘Niamh’ to begin with! So how could you be that little girl?”

Nevaeh’s pupils contracted at his words.

She had not expected Eloise to tell Kendrick such a thing, let alone that Kendrick would be able to deduce the truth from the name alone.

“I can’t believe you’ve been lying to me by pretending to be her for so many years.” Kendrick’s tone lowered with every word as unbridled anger seeped out of his all-consuming peach-blossom eyes. “You should’ve known, Nevaeh Delgado, how pitiful an end you would find yourself at for deceiving me the moment you decided to lie.”

His slender fingers tightened their grip as his words fell, raising green veins on his fair arm. The fury he assumed was evident.

Nevaeh’s pupils dilated, her soul one shock away from leaving her as she took in the bloodthirst that Kendrick’s aura was dripping with.

“No, Kendrick. Don’t kill me, please. I… I’m really Lin—”

Nevaeh wanted to keep up with her act and insist that she was Niamh, but she was interrupted by a crack that suddenly sounded from her neck.

Her body froze while fear swam in her eyes. It compelled her to admit to lying.

“I… I’m sorry, Kendrick. I was wrong, please, let me go… If… You’ll never find out who that girl is if you kill me now…”

To be absolutely honest, Kendrick no longer cared about who that girl was anymore.

The moment he realized he fell for Niamh, Kendrick no longer desired to fulfill the promises he made when he was young.

What disgusted him the most that very moment was the fact that he had allowed this woman to intoxicate him, copulate, and bear his child.

What he detested even more was how Nevaeh had used Niamh’s name to lie and blindside him. As he had believed in her wicked words, he hurt the woman he truly loved time and time again.

Kendrick threw Nevaeh away, the desire to kill bubbling within him.

Nevaeh hit the floor with a thud and began to gasp and grapple for air.

Her neck hurt too much to even move.

She never thought that Kendrick could be so brutal!

While Kendrick had never returned her feelings in the years that they were together, it could at least be said that he trusted her completely and allowed her to do whatever she wanted.

Only now did Nevaeh finally understand that when this man loved, he loved you to bits.

Yet when you angered him, your consequences would be no lighter than that of the depths of hell.

Was she going to have to experience hell before she could ever feel what it meant to be loved by this man?

No.

She refused to go to hell.

Nor would she allow Niamh to enjoy the beauty of Heaven!

Through her blurry vision that was caused by the pain, Nevaeh watched Kendrick walk toward her.

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