Chapter 201 – Until You Say Sorry Novel

“Niamh Delgado! What if I tell you that your b*stard child never died? You’ll think of a way to get me out of here, right?”

Niamh was already out the door when she heard Nevaeh shout the words. A spark of hope flickered in her frosty eyes.

Her heart raced as well, way past what her body could take.

While still suspicious, she slowly turned around and lifted her cold gaze. “You do know that such a fact will not suddenly make you an innocent woman.”

Nevaeh’s reddened eyes glared at her. “I’m not lying! Your child is still alive. I only told you it’s dead just to make you feel horrible. I hid your child away so that I could use him as a bargaining chip someday!”

Niamh stilled her heart and emotions as she slowly made her way back to Nevaeh. “Where’s your evidence? Tell me why I should believe you.”

“Would you rather believe that your child lives or is dead?” Nevaeh shot back with a smirk, for she knew that Niamh cared deeply about the child she had never gotten a chance to see!

It would definitely never cross Niamh’s mind that her child had been by her side this entire time!

Nevaeh took Niamh’s silence as an opportunity to keep talking. “Get me out of here, Niamh, and I’ll tell you where your b*stard child is. Or else—”

“If you think this is going to get you out of jail, then you’re dead wrong,” Niamh interrupted.

Nevaeh was stunned, gaping at the indifferent expression Niamh wore. “Don’t you want to know where your child is, Niamh?”

“Of course I do, but I also know that you’re not going to tell me the truth. And even if you do, you can give up on the thought of walking out of here a free woman. You will pay for the deaths of my grandfather and Brittany!”

“…” Nevaeh’s mouth froze as blood slowly drained from her face. Dazed, she watched Niamh turn around casually.

Was this still the very Niamh Delgado she had once walked and trampled on freely?

She refused to believe that someone could change so drastically.

This bargaining chip of hers had now become an immense lead for Niamh. She had played herself.

Nevaeh regretted it badly, but it was already too late for her to do anything about it now.

Walking through the detention center’s doors, Niamh stared at the azure sky with long-lost mirth and joy in her eyes.

The corner of her lips curled as tears trickled from her eyes.

“As long as you exist, my baby, Mommy will find you. I promise…”

Niamh hid the happiness of recovering something she had lost within her and began to investigate the truth back then.

If the child was alive, that meant the ashes back then were fake.

Had Nevaeh fooled Kendrick too?

If the ashes were fake, then Kendrick’s aloofness was real as was his hatred for her and their child.

Despite her covert investigations the next few days, Niamh found no leads.

Nor did she find where Rose and Jon had hidden.

On the eve of the wedding, Niamh went to meet Felipe while Kendrick held an important video meeting in the office.

Felipe was shocked to know that the child stolen from Niamh when she was in prison was still alive.

“Could Nevaeh have lied to get out of jail? That woman seems to be capable of anything.” Felipe remained suspicious.

“The fact that she’s capable of anything makes it even more probable that she actually kept my child as a bargaining chip.” Niamh analyzed, her eyes sparkling with hope. “I really want to see this child, Felipe. I wonder how she’s doing and I wonder if she looks just like Lily…”

“I’ll help you find this child.” Felipe promised, her gentle eyes swimming with a rare tint of sadness. “It’s been so many years and I, too, wish to see my parents again.”

Niamh turned to look at Felipe as she took in his words, only to find an unfamiliar smudge of melancholy on his warm and gentlemanly features.

“Something’s bothering you, Felipe. Won’t you tell me? You’ve helped me so much, and I wish that I could at least help you carry a bit of your burden as well.”

Felipe shifted his warm gaze to look at her. “As a gentleman, it is unsightly to have the girl I fancy worry about me, but as of today, there is something that I must be frank with you about.”

Niamh tensed up reflexively as Felipe’s gaze grew serious.

“What is it? I’m listening.”

“Have you ever thought of why I don’t like returning to Waldburg Manor? Or that I don’t like any of the people who live inside that villa?”

Felipe’s words were soft, flowing smoothly into Niamh’s ears like a calm river stream.

She shook her head and stared at Felipe in confusion, which led him to tell her a shocking excerpt of the past.

She finally understood the heaviness of the secret Felipe held in his heart…

Before she could even digest Felipe’s story, Niamh received a call from Kendrick.

Gentleness returned to his eyes as he watched Niamh leave.

“I am no gentleman, after all. For what gentleman would push the woman he loves to the arms of a nemesis?”

He smiled faintly, a dangerous glint sparkling in his eyes.

Following Kendrick’s request, Niamh arrived at the lobby of Waldburg Corporations.

Just as she was about to walk in, Kendrick exited from the glass doors.

The man oozed with nobility with every casual step he took.

Setting his eyes on Niamh, the frost in his gaze immediately thawed into gentle warmth.

“You sounded impatient on the phone. Did you need something?” Niamh asked with a smile.

“Yeah.” Kendrick took Niamh’s hand and walked to the car.

After hopping in, Niamh almost thought that Kendrick was impatient about getting registered.

Still, it was unlikely that they would go to the town office since she had voiced the desire to leave it for later as there were no auspicious dates.

The road they drove on began to look familiar as she pondered.

It was the road to April Hill.

Indeed, half an hour later, the car came to a stop by the seaside of April Hill.

The mid-autumn wind was salty from the sea breeze as it stabbed waves of coldness into one’s bones like pins and needles.

Niamh’s heart was jumbled up as she stood facing the sea.

The place was once filled with innocent and beautiful memories, memories that had now wilted and died away.

Why did Kendrick suddenly bring her here?

With confused eyes, she turned around to look at the man who had now exited the parked car.

In his hands were a bouquet of burning-red roses, the gold flakes on its petals reflecting the sharp rays of the sun.

Kendrick stopped in front of her, the autumn wind shooing away the hard corners of his eyes.

“For you.” He gently handed the large bouquet.

“Thank you.” Niamh accepted it with a fake smile as she looked up to meet Kendrick’s joyous eyes. “Why did you bring me here, Kendrick? You’re giving me roses too. What’s all this about?”

“Something I should’ve done ages ago.” He parted his lips to speak, but his words sounded muffled.

Niamh stared at him in puzzlement. “What do you mean?”

“Marrying you,” he spoke easily as he looked at her, warmth flooding from his peach-blossom eyes.

Kendrick went down on one knee as his words fell, his cold fingertips taking Niamh’s left hand.

Niamh had not the time to object before Kendrick placed a radiant diamond ring on her ring finger.

She was shocked by his actions.

His words reminded her of the promise he had once made.

Did he perhaps know something?

Kendrick’s attractive features grew closer as Niamh was still trapped in a daze. “I love you, truly.”

“…”

The word ‘truly’ was emphasized. With that, Kendrick leaned forward to capture Niamh’s lips in his…

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